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168 pages, Kindle Edition
Published January 24, 2020
Who could have possibly left a baby on her doorstep?
“What about the foster mother?” “What about her,” Alex asked coldly with a frown.
“Noelle abandoned her son nearly eight months ago.”
She knew one of the men. He had been a major part of her life through most of high school. At one point India had thought they would be in their lives for the rest of their lives. “Alex?”
It was his turn to frown, “I thought you got married. You still live in your parent’s house?” “Married and widowed. My parents moved down to Florida. I bought their house when they did. It was always my dream home.”
She hadn’t had a lot of patience for the spoiled brat Noelle was, even back then.
The one thing you and your mother agree on is keeping the family name from being tarnished by scandal.”
Elizabeth and Noelle had been awful to her when they were together.
Completely stuck up and full of themselves, the pair treated her like she was hired help and not the girl Alex loved.
Maybe she should cut her losses... The Judge had denied her petition, she should just put on her big girl panties and hand Kier over to his real family. She just wasn’t ready to let go of him yet. She wasn’t ready for the heartbreak yet.
To some, they seemed untouchable. To her, they were everything that was wrong with being rich. They were selfish and entitled from having everything handed to them.
“I wish I didn’t have to hurt you like this.” “I wish you had never found Kier. We don’t all get what we want.”
Alex’s family treated most people like they were beneath them.
She could lose all focus on everything in her life that wasn’t going right and find solace in him. But there was this other side of him, she did not like as much. A side of him that was cold and calculating.
is hard to be in a relationship with people who believed they were always right.
It was the first time India had felt judged not because of the color of her skin, but because of her “character”. The fact she was black meant nothing to Elizabeth. She just wasn’t the right kind of black.
“And Alex?” “Alex and I are not a factor.” “He loves you.” “He loves himself more.”