Her Precious Baby

Angeline kept her head low and walked quickly. When there was finally no one else around, she stopped tugging at the brim of her hat and finally revealed her face. She was wearing minimal makeup, and her eyes were glistening with tears. It was obvious that she had been crying.

Joseline had cruelly reminded her of her stillborn child. It was a grief that she had carried with her for the past five years.

She could not believe that Joseline would not even spare her long-dead child’s memory in her quest for power, status, and the Sorelle family.

She’s heartless!

Angeline retraced her steps to her parked car. She had not wanted to be seen driving a luxury car in case it gave off the wrong impression. So, she had purposely parked the borrowed car in an inconspicuous location.

The rhythmic clacking of her high heels echoed around the underground parking lot as she headed quickly in the direction of her car. At that moment, a lollipop rolled along the floor and stopped by her toes.

Angeline was oblivious to the candy on the ground and was about to step on it when a child’s voice called out, “Oh no! My lollipop!”

A tiny figure dressed in a white tutu skirt appeared out of nowhere. The little girl had long, slightly wavy hair bound in two braids. She looked like a princess who had stepped out of a fairytale.

her foot and

almost stepped

up the candy. She cleaned it carefully with her tiny hands. Then, she raised her

at Angeline’s face under the brim of her hat, her mouth fell open. She stood staring in surprise. Her eyes lit up as she piped up

was a little

Angel?

me?”

are my

prettily, embarrassed by her own excitement. Angeline’s heart melted. The little girl’s every move was

be about five or six years old. If my child had lived, they would be

glanced around the parking lot, but there was

kind of parents would let their young daughter run around by herself in such a huge parking lot? What if

filling up with tears as she confessed,

parents? How could this

child’s clothing, Angeline recognized it as having been made by the most popular brand

led Floretta to a safe corner, away from any car’s path. She bent down to meet the girl at eye level. “Little girl, I have somewhere to be right