BAILEE I was done. Absolutely and completely done. “Bailee,” My mother called after me, but I ignored her as I carried Brinley to my room to grab the bags I had already packed this morning. “Bailee, wait!” “What?” I snapped, making Brinley jump. I immediately pulled her closer and whispered an a
ALEXANDER It was evident that Bailee had never flown on a private jet before, and I enjoyed seeing her awe as she boarded. She had walked down the aisle and looked at everything, including the bedroom in the back, before returning to the seats with red cheeks. We had a slight delay as we had to g
ALEXANDER Bailee turned to Brinley, holding her hand and talking to her softly to keep her calm as we ascended. Once we were level, miles above the ground, and Brinley was distracted by her movie, Bailee finally turned back to me. “I didn’t just go to your house looking for you, Alex. I went t
BAILEE Alex didn’t have a car seat in his car. While he could afford someone to bring him one, he also seemed to understand my need for space after such an emotionally exhausting day. I was heartbroken over my parents, torn between a father who didn’t want to lose his daughter and a mother who se
BAILEE“Ow! Keep your hands off of me!” I exclaimed but instinctively grabbed the paper before it could fall. I glanced up at him every two seconds as I scanned the paper, refusing to let him get one up on me. It was a printout of an article titled ‘Is Alexander Kingston the biological father of
ALEXANDER “What took you so long?” I asked as I opened my front door to see Ben standing there. “I had to talk to my parents before I could leave.” Always the parent and never the child. Ben had cared for his parents for as long as I had known him. They didn’t realize it, but without him acting
BAILEE “You are not going to believe who is inside,” Lacey said as she ran out of the shop as I returned from an early afternoon meeting. Even the pincushion on her wrist and the tape measure around her neck couldn’t detract from how stylish she looked. It was as if her outfit had been designed
ALEXANDER “Mr. Kingston,” Nathan said from my open doorway, and I looked up at him. “Mrs. Patel is here to see you.” My eyebrows pulled together in confusion as I looked at the calendar on my computer. We didn’t have an appointment. “She said she has some information for you but would like to