Chapter 57

“He can’t be my father,” Glace said, pacing back and forth inside her room, opening and closing her palms in anxiety. In an effort to calm her, I stood up from my position in the bed, touching her shoulders gently. “We can’t say for sure baby.” Guiding her to the mattress, I sat right behind her and placed my hands on her back, working my way up to her nape in a soothing massage. At my soft touch, her body relaxed immediately, a sigh coming from her lips. “But what if he is my...