Jason Terrence didn't know it, but I had been following him all day. He had told me he was going to meet Ava for her routine prenatal appointment, so without letting him know, I went after him. I needed to talk to Laura and see my daughter, but since Laura had blocked all contact with me and hadn't
I had practically lost all my money and positions; my influence in that city had been taken from me, and my name was being associated with worse things. All the friends and companions that I believed loved me and would stay by my side forever left me; even Terrence was a little distant, preferring t
Laura “Who had the brilliant idea of hiring Barney? My daughter is loving it,” I said with a giggle as I watched Annie playing with the party entertainer, who was wearing a Barney dinosaur costume. There were more than twenty children there playing and having fun with my daughter; they were her
“I don’t know, honey. The last time I saw him at the prenatal appointment, I almost couldn't resist hugging him. I don’t think I could handle it this time,” she replied. I gently held her arm and caressed her. “And why do you have to hold back?” I suggested it with a smile. Ava shook her head. “
Laura “What the heck, huh? What a big crazy sweeper!" exclaimed Suzy, as we all looked at Jason quite shocked. Had he really dressed up as Barney to sneak into my house while my daughter's party was going on? Well, why couldn't I be surprised? I lifted my hand to him. “Give me my cell phone,” I
“Mommy, why can’t Daddy live with us?” Annie asked, sitting very close to her father. I sighed, biting my lower lip, unable to talk about it. “Annie, honey. Mommy and I are no longer together, that's why we can't live together anymore,” Jason explained to the girl. “Really? How sad,” she lamen
Laura Sometimes I felt like fighting Jason was like fighting a sea breeze. How would I deny my feelings while insisting on staying? How could I avoid those blue eyes looking at me so deeply? What did he want? I did everything to make him hate me—to make him hate me and never want to look at my face
I knocked on Suzy's bedroom door gently, but there was no response. So I decided to go in slowly. “I’m sorry, Suzy. Can we talk?” I asked as soon as I entered, but there was an open suitcase on top of the bed where she was taking her clothes from the closet and throwing them on the bag angrily. “But