I don’t think that kid was okay because I was trying to handle a lot at once, and all she really cared about was some stupid bedtime story?
“Look, Lily. I’ll get you your dolls from downstairs, okay? I promise.” I said, hoping she’d finally shut the f**k up and leave me alone. I kept her up at the guest room in the penthouse and locked the door, then I rushed downstairs to pack all her dolls.
“Emily?” Alex said as he continued knocking and calling my phone at the same time. I was already beginning to sweat. “Who’s there?” I asked, pretending like I didn’t know who it was, while I packed all of Lily’s stuff and ran back to toss them up at Lily’s room.
I finally opened the door and Alex stood there, dressed sharply in a black suit and his expressions unreadable. He locked eyes with me,
