The night went by too quickly, and it was time for me to leave the best and most loving home I’ve ever had.
Except for the overnight bag, my belongings had been taken to my new home on Third Avenue in the city. Jennifer and some of the other maids had unpacked my things there last night. The apartment was ready for me.
After going downstairs with the overnight bag, I found Alex in the living room. He was silently crying.
My tears began to flow, too, as I went to him and sat down.
He took my hand and raised it to his lips. “It doesn’t matter if we are connected by blood or not, sweetheart. You will always be my daughter. I want you to continue using my last name and stay in touch.”
I nodded. “You have been so good to me.”
“I will continue to be there for you for as long as possible,”
