Chapter Twenty Five

" What will I tell you when you ask me years later where your mother is huh? What will I tell you my dear? "

As he said those words, he felt a strange sense of peace come over him. He knew what he would tell his daughter. He would tell her about her mother. He would tell her how amazing Sarah was. He would tell her about how much her mother loved her. He would tell her that she would always be a part of their lives, even if she wasn't here with them. He would tell her that her mother was watching over them, making sure they were always safe.

The nurse was still watching him with a soft smile on her face. "She's so lucky to have you as her daddy, Mr. Maxwell.

Clive shook his head. " No I'm actually the lucky one."

The nurse nodded. "Yes, you are. And your daughter is too." She looked at the baby in his arms. "She's a beautiful little girl. And she's going to be so loved." She turned to Clive. "Do you have a name for her?"

Clive looked down at the baby in his arms. He thoug