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Prologue
Alice
I stare at the air otten myself into Tears leak down my face, and I can’t help but think about the first time I stood in this room and how those tears were tears of joy
Boxes of shoes line the walls, so already been done I’ve been co on the if this place would ever come to be Likely not because I can’t take it now I didn’t want to fro his ive it back It’s not right to keep it Even less so now that we aren’t going to be together
The last months of my life have been a lie S toto lose the only real family I’d ever had But all that has cru me even more broken than before They found me and welcomed me into their home, but it’s all led to this
Thoether the pieces of me Pieces I didn’t know had broken off He healed ain Made ed to soot al left
I walk over to the airupabout the little boy growing inside me
“I still have you,” I tell him
The last few h Harder than what I’d endured living at hohts and conte picked on in school for not always fitting in and being too shy to talk to anyone woreso it taken away is alain
The stress of Tho wore me out Not only mentally but physically The doctor told et myself under control, but I can’t see—a child he didn’t even know about
I know I’ll have to tell him A man like Thomas would want to be a part of his child’s life It will be bittersweet for ie He loves her so hter I know he’ll do the sa to see hi he isn’tto someone else…
The hts when everyone went to sleep and he’d pull h my mind I think I’ll miss that most of all—our stolen hts I sht of them
“What are you doing?” I whisper as Thomas pulls me from my bed
“Putting you where you belong,” he half growls as he throwsie isn’t here to see this I think that’s what Tho is out in the open
This would not be the best way for her to find out about her father and me—while I’m barely dressed and thrown over his shoulder in the ht Then she’d see I’ve been a terrible friend to the one person who’s reallytome into her home, I’ve fallen in love with her father
Which I blaht train from the first moment he laid eyes on hter’s friend He looked at me like I was his
I hear the door to his rooht before my back hits the bed
“Tho him at bay, as he tries to co init at all I want to grab hihtly and never let go
“My sweet girl Please, I’ve missed you all day Just a taste” I etsI’ve ever known in the world It makes me feel special, even s