Chapter 065

Amelia

"Misty, breakfast is almost ready!" I exclaimed. "Just five more minutes!"

Her excited voice echoed from the next room, "Mommy, Mommy! Are we having pancakes?"

She came running into the kitchen, her little feet pattering against the floor.

My daughter, Misty, was a secret I had kept hidden from Alexander. Only Hayley and my family knew the truth about her parentage. Although Sarah and I remained in touch, I had never revealed to her that I had a child, let alone that Alexander was the father.

Misty was the spitting image of her father, with piercing green eyes that sparkled with a cheerful spirit.

I liked to think Misty's cheerful nature came from me, as Alexander's personality was far from sunny. Yet, the physical resemblance between them was undeniable.

I cracked eggs into a bowl, whisking them together with a fork as I gazed out the kitchen window.

The Wisconsin sunrise was a sight to behold, the sky a canvas of pink and orange hues.

Misty chirped excitedly in her high ch