The entire ride up the elevator my stomach churned and it took everything in me not to throw up. The last thing I wanted was to lose my job, but I had to be honest. There was no way that I could hide my daughter, nor did I want to. Sure, I hadn’t met her yet, but still the last thing I wanted was for her to grow up without me. And her mother was someone that I had longed for ever since I let her get away 10 years ago. If anything, I owed it to all of us to tell my boss what was going on.
“Davis, you were supposed to be here an hour ago,” Anthony growled the moment I walked into Mr. Washington's office at almost 7 in the morning, his anger wasn’t justifiable, but it didn’t matter.
No, my clock in time is 7:30am. Technically, I'm supposed to be either,, asleep or just waking up. That is w
