Elana.
Selanenes cries woke me up this morning. She wasn’t just crying, she was wailing.
I jerked up from bed to attend to her and when I picked her up and rocked her a bit, she stopped crying. She was just hungry.
I took off my pajama top and fed her. I noticed her head hair and teeth were starting to grow. Her eyes looked a lot like Alex’s. Her facial expressions too.
If not for the negative results of the DNA test. No one would’ve believed the lie that was ‘Sir Alex is not the father’.
The turnout of the result still baffles me to this day. But I can not argue with a machine I know nothing about.
After feeding Selanene I bathed her and then had one myself as she played with her toys.
I was just done dressing when I heard a knock on the entrance door. I didn’t go to check because
