LEAH

"Mummy, can we go to a play park today?"

An irritating little voice reaches my ears, cutting through the music, playing softly

in the background.

I clench my teeth so hard my jaw aches.

How have I managed to raise this little brat?

Ugh.

I set down my eyeliner with a sharp clink on my dresser.

Focus, Leah. Focus.

You need him.

You need him to get what you want.

He's the golden ticket.

"Mummy?" he says again, his voice higher, whinier.

"What!" I snap, whipping around so fast he flinches.

I catch the way his lower lip wobbles that stupid, pathetic look he gives when he's

about to cry.

The anger simmers hotter under my skin.

"Why are you so damn annoying? Go find Miranda and bother her!"

I turn back to the mirror, snatching up the mascara wand with enough force to nearly snap it in half.

From the corner of my eye, I see him hesitate. He shifts on his tiny feet, fiddling with the hem of his shirt.

I've fought so hard to be where I am. Nothing was handed to me, nothing!

Not my status, not my skills.

Nothing!

My mother was married after being a side chick, and that has stained our family. It made life hard, no one wanted to do business with us, and no one gave us any invites to events.

But you know what I did?

I had every rich man's information printed and stuck on the wall. Each one was a target and each one an opportunity. Alex was the hardest catch. Well.... Until I knew his little secret.

I was an intern for the Dawson's when I read an email forwarded from his doctor asking for their help. You know the funny thing, the stupid drug causing chaos was actually meant for him.

They started the program, hoping to be able to help people like him. I was given his file and as you guest right.

Took the opportunity.

I stole two doses and always moved with them. Knowing it will happen eventually, but it didn't.

I was running out of time. So, I triggered it the best way I know and saved him.

by

ungrateful old people discovered I took two doses and kicked

Me.

skilled intern with an extremely promising

don't speak ill of the dead. But damn, hearing they had died was the best news I'd received

my achievements and became one of the best doctors in the

it still wasn't enough for

Sitting on my

it because the Dawson's were dead. So imagine how

realized their

I hear a small voice pulling me back to the

Daddy!

Yes.

Let's go see Daddy!

Make sure you ask him when he

to live with him,

nods, and

Go get dressed we go and see

Rayen squeals the

turns around, his face lighting up in

of

never looks at me like that. Only

in a suit and his hair perfectly combed, he looks so good my

took his time with

his voice low but clear enough for me

Dr. Dawson?

I stiffen slightly.

know about, he must

the hell would she

heart boils in rage as I watch Alex's

envelope, but he still nods, taking it without question just

Dr. Dawson, send you a present?" He asks a little too

if he knew the bitch was his mother he'd

wait for him to respond. He just roughs Rayen's hair

turns to walk inside.

like, how are

missed you or

just walks off like

or am I

cold. But he says

me.

catch up, I force a sweet smile and excuse myself, mumbling something about needing to make

Good. Stay distracted.

move as far away as possible as

and hit

before Henry

under my breath, my eyes

sure no one's watching.

the same as the one I sent to

"Yes, ma'am," he responds.

down my dress, breathing through

wasn't part

something, whatever it is, doesn't sit well with

one who delivered it was someone I've never seen

bright, clueless smile back onto my face, and slip inside. Alex and Rayen are still

Perfect.

cupboards and clattering pans

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