“You should not allow her to get to you, she wants the position of the Don and with you and everyone gone she will get it” Cassandra laughed. She was never going to let such happen. “It will be over my dead body before I allow such to happen.'' Cassandra watched as the man played with his daughter.
Carlson has been silent for a long time, no matter what was done to provoke him, he dare not say a word. Deep down he wanted nothing but the safety of his wife and unborn children. He needed to buy as much time as he could to help his brother get to them on time. He has faith, he held onto the belie
“Carl” she called out reaching for him but he could see tiredness in her eyes as she battled to keep her eyes open. He reached for her hands but she was fast asleep within seconds ``Baby” he held her closer leaning his head on her baby bump. He could feel the baby move within her.“I've missed you s
Dante kept calling for his daughter as he ran towards her body but there was no response. He walked up to her carrying her into his arms. She was still and her white floral dress was now red. “Baby, please talk to Daddy... Cassie said something” he stressed talking to her but no words came from her
“It was never I who would not take care of my child, it wasn't I who couldn't remember to pick my child up from school and it was certainly not I who forgot my child at daycare on multiple occasions' 'Laura yelled back. She had only wanted to be the mother Cassandra did not have, she wanted to show
Taylor had left Cassandra heading for the room of little Cassie. He needed to contact Kerlson and fast. There was no way they were spending another night in this haunted house. She dashed into her room and as his luck would have it, the phone was lying just before him in clear view on the nightstand
“They should come fast before Cassandra and her baby become the next victim. I should never have trusted Emelda with the life of my baby, '' Dante cried, holding on to the hand of little Cassie. Tay had never seen a man cry so much, he walked over to him hugging him. “No matter how much I say, it wo
Cassandra held tight to her husband trying to stop him from bleeding more but the wound kept bleeding through the cloth. “It's okay, I will be fine” Carlson caressed her cheeks with his blood-stained hands but for the first time Cassandra did not believe him. She could see him gradually failing to k