His Little Angel

"I..." She was about to defend herself, but in the end, there was nothing she could say. "I thought you'd want to see her."

Emelia didn’t know whether Ashton would insist on being part of Evelyn’s life, but what she did know was that he deserved to see his daughter, even if this was the last time.

Ashton must have thought the same thing. He took the baby from her mother's arms, the slight jostling waking her up. Her ocean-blue eyes fluttered open and peered at him, and Ashton felt his heart melt. In his arms was his daughter. Despite how messed up his life was, he had managed to create something so beautiful.

He placed a gentle kiss on her forehead and held her close to his chest. Joy clashed with pain, leaving him feeling utterly overwhelmed. While he was happy to know of his daughter’s existence and felt blessed to hold her in his arms, the thought of parting from her weighed heavily. His beautiful baby girl might never know of his existence; she would grow up calling another man "f