Eros.
I left Alex with Harriet.
Alexandra thought I was foolish enough to believe that silly lie about why she was crying.
I know it's because of Harriet and the relationship I've forged with the little one.
I could see them through the mirror, but I didn’t want to give in. Yet, as soon as I heard the baby's cry, I couldn't resist; she wasn't to blame for her damn mother being a b***h. I loved this girl like she was my own.
I’d try not to let her be caught in the middle again.
I reverted to being the bastard Alexandra despises so much. Until I can focus on something else, I won’t be able to crawl out of this dark hole I’ve been in since my father’s death.
I respected my father, I loved him. He was always strict with me, but it's for that reason that I'm where I am, being the head of
