I couldn’t believe that she just asked me that. How would she even know that? I wonder if Alysson had said something. I didn’t think that she did since William was pretending that Delilah was his. She couldn’t have the little girl telling people that someone else was her father.
“You should talk to your mommy about this.” I felt like this was the best option. I don’t want to be in trouble with Alysson for telling Delilah stuff she isn’t supposed to know yet, but at some point I would like for her to know that I am her father. She has my eyes and my curly hair, with her mother’s coloring. She is an absolute angel.
“What’s going on here?” Alysson said as she walked into the kitchen. I could see the slight panic on her face. Waking up with Delilah missing must have scared her I need to re
