Allie’s POV
I stopped myself from touching my stomach as both I and Samuel stood in the presence of my parents (my dad came in too).
“What happened darling, I and your mother have been waiting for you. Why did you call us? And who is this young man with you?” my dad asked.
“You remember The Williams who lived next to us before they moved out?”.
“The one who had twin daughters and was a single mom?” my mother chimed in.
“Yes, that one,” I glanced uneasily at Samuel, praying my parents won’t make any derogatory statement about his mother. Growing up, my mother had warned us to stay away from them, stating that the family was possessed, especially their mother.
“Samuel is her son,” I sighed.
“Yeah, you definitely look every bit like Richard.” my dad nodded his head thoughtfully.
