Emily.
I’m still sitting on the cold marble floor in the foyer, my back pressed against the sturdy door.
How did they discover Aiden’s address? What convinced them I would pay a ransom for a child? Why did they think pretending she was mine would succeed?
My hatred for them burns. We left, yet they brought another child into existence. If I had been aware, I would have rushed to rescue her, no matter the emotional scars. There’s no doubt in my mind that I must get custody papers and make them sign, for that innocent baby’s sake.
“Angel, are you alright” Aiden asks, pulling my hands away from my face.
I have tears falling down my cheeks as I lift my head.
“She’s been all alone going through so much at such a young age and I wasn’t there to protect her,”
Aiden let out a sigh before t
