MATTHEW
“You have this all wrong, Zara,” I said, patting Hazel's back. I could feel her trembling in my arms.
Despite the reason for her tears, I couldn't help but rejoice at the fact that she is with me. My daughter, finally in my arms.
This has been a long dream of mine more than five years ago. To have a child of my own.
Especially when I knew I couldn't look or love another woman that wasn't Zara Taylor.
And yet, here she is. Trying to deny me something I have longed for.
“Do I, Matthew?” She asked me. “You took my mother from me, now you're taking my daughter!” She snapped.
“You seem to be forgetting she is my daughter too,” I said, and she shook her head.
“Not according to her birth certificate, she is not,” she said, and I scoffed.
“But I bet a DNA test result will hold u
