Laura I was still completely shocked by Graham's words. I had just found out that Suzy was my sister; all this time she was my sister, and neither I nor she knew about it. That was totally unexpected; I would never consider that hypothesis. Everything was too deep for me now; it was too huge to thi
LauraThe cell phone fell out of my hand as I was shaking in shock. My eyes shot up after I took in the information Jason gave me. What? Was Graham in cahoots with Kendall all this time? That was an option I had always balked at because it seemed too ridiculous to be true. I meant, it was true that
LauraJason drove the car at high speed, taking the detours that wouldn't be congested at this time of the morning. He weaved through the alleys and winding streets of Manhattan, finding better ways to reach Graham's car. “He’s about five minutes away from us, driving onto Broadway Road right now!”
“Get Annie in the car now, Laura,” Jason ordered, going over to where Graham was; my brother was there in the car, still disoriented by the accident. Jason grabbed him by the collar and pulled him out of the car, throwing Graham onto the hood and starting to punch him furiously. I covered Annie so
LauraI caressed and kissed the top of my daughter's head in an attempt to calm her down. As soon as we arrived at the medical center, the doctors quickly took her for a check-up. Jason and I were in that room, answering the questions they gave us and not moving away from our daughter to avoid makin
"Just agree to let her live with me," he insisted."And do you think she'll be happy living far away from me?""What are you talking about? My daughter adores me," he justified."That's not true! You're the one who wants to buy her love with expensive gifts," I replied.At that moment, my cell phone
JasonI saw Laura leaving the room where our daughter was resting and heading towards the place where Suzy was hospitalized. I was perplexed after learning that she and Suzy were sisters. Likewise, I meant I could see some physical similarities in them, but Laura had a common face, not far from the
“And since when are adopted children, not real children, Mr. Davies?”“As long as they don't have your blood running through their veins,” I explained, as if explaining it to a damn baby. He laughed at me. “Anyway, everyone has their own designs of happiness. Meanwhile, I continue to love my darlin