Chapter 0567

Silas

After my talk with Damien, I found myself in my own little bubble, talking to Lyall, trying to understand the possibility that Damien might be right. Each and every time, I feel a pull in my heart that told me he was wrong.

I longed for the woman I loved, the child I loved. I just wanted us to be together again. And if Dane didn't want her here, that was fine, we could go it alone.

Sitting at the kitchen table, watching. Damien, Samara and his little girl act like one happy family. Damien spins the kid around the room, making her laugh until she cries.

I wanted my happy family. I wanted everything to make sense.

I scratch my head as Dorothy stops to chug some water. She drops into the chair across from me. Bright green eyes stare at me. She carefully slides a muffin across the table. "These always make me feel better."

"I'm good."

She shakes her head, "You are sad."

"I miss my family." I reply. I didn't know much about her, but for a young kid she was on the ball.

real family?" She asks

brother by blood, but we are not a family, not really,

wrinkles up and she chews on her bottom lip. "I miss my other Daddy. I'm

off the wrapper she takes a bite. "Maybe you just have to find a way to help.

know how I can help other than what

at me. "Maybe then you won't be sad. Maybe then you can help." She

mutters, There is nothing wrong

feet, abandoning the half eaten muffin. "My favourite song." She disappears through to the lounge and dances with Samara as Damien takes her

is

but I wouldn't have her any other way.

I was surprised, though I would never hurt

"I wasn't paying attention."

accused me of

description." He muses and casts a glance over his shoulder to look at Samara and Dorothy giggling. "Is she

suggest you think before

didn't mean.... I just...

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