“It’s a girl, mom, we are blessed with a beautiful baby.”
The happiest moment of David Connor and Samantha Connor had them over the moon. Hope’s birth was a celebration for the entire family.
When they brought that little pink bundle home, it looked like there was a festival in Kerrville, Hope’s grandfather’s home.
“What will we call her?” Catherine the new grandmother purred.
“We will call her HOPE, she is my hope for our new life; away from here,” David whispered, looking towards his dad.
“You look innocent, my little angel but I am sure you will be like your grandpa; you are my heiress; aren’t you going to handle your grandpa’s empire?” John Connor smirked with a heavy voice; Hope’s grandfather.
“I want you to be like me, ruthless and fearless; don’t be like your dad. He got a so
