Alaia
We had just finished dinner, and I was in the living room with the girls and the kids. Noah was on my lap, and Alana was on Ashley's.
"So," said Noah, showing me the colorful toy car he was holding in his hands.
"Yes, my love, it's a car," I said, brushing his hair. His eyes, so identical to his father's, smiled at me.
"He demanded to see the kids, denied sending his grandfather to ask me to abort, said he never knew I was pregnant," I exhale.
"That's intense," Ash commented.
My mother and Elise remained silent, clearly holding back whatever was on their minds.
"What are you thinking?" I asked them suspiciously.
"Well, darling, I won't deny that we overheard the conversation. Don't kill us," said my mother. I rolled my eyes, noticing Ash pretending to be oblivious. "And say w
