The Jamisons could only stare. Their expressions shifted between confusion and horror as they stared at Sirena and the little girl.
“Sirena,” Aiden said hesitantly, “why do you have a little girl with you?”
“Please don’t tell me you kidn*pped a child,” Cliff muttered.
“What? No!” Sirena explained as Lena hid behind her. “She was being held in a cage in the basement of the flower shop.”
“Seriously?” Lily’s brow furrowed in disgust. Samson walked up to the little girl, who was currently hiding behind Sirena’s legs, and said, “Hi! My name is Samson. What’s your name?” The little girl only blinked her large brown eyes as Samson stared at her expectantly. “Does she have a name?” Samson stared up at Sirena.
“She does,” Sirena answered, placing a comforting hand on Lena’s head. “She’s just…s
