Ella's POV
I ran as fast as my legs could carry me. I didn't know where I was running to, I just ran.
So many emotions were running through my mind, drowning me in an ocean of uncertainty and confusion.
''How can Micheal be my father?'' I asked myself as my legs continued to take me to a place far away from everyone else.
I didn't know how long I ran for, but my legs soon gave out on me as I fell to the floor.
The cut on my leg stung a bit, but that didn't matter, because the pain I felt in my heart was far greater than any cut on my skin.
I lay on the grass, trying to catch my breath, but of course, even my breath was not cooperating with me as all I could think about was Micheal's words.
'' How can I be his child? It is not just possible,'' I said to myself.
All my life,
