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“Thank you,” she whispers before disappearing from the room faster than I like.

Letting out a long sigh, I fall into the chair that’s been pulled in front of the window, I guess by Alana.

My eyes remain locked on Daisy for the longest time. She doesn’t so much as move, although she does start this adorable little snore.

How anyone could hurt someone so small, so innocent, is beyond me.

Eventually, I get a little antsy just sitting there, and when I look around, my eyes lock on Alana’s notebook sitting on the table beside me.

Reaching out, I pick it up along with the pen that’s sitting on top of it.

I flip it open, but not to a page she’s already written in. There might have been a time when I was willing to invade her privacy and read her thoughts, but I’m confident in how she feels about me, about our situation right now. If there’s anything she needs to talk to me about, she will when she’s ready.

Instead, I write.

To her.

My little dove,

You’ve changed my life.

Since the moment I found Reid watching you in your cell in the basement, something shifted in me.

I had no idea that another person could have such an impact.

I knew that people were important. I wouldn’t be here today if it weren’t for Reid. I might never have learned what love was really like if it weren’t for Maya. Hell, that girl taught me so much. More than I can even comprehend.

But looking back now, for the first time, I feel truly grateful for her presence in my life.

She prepared me for you.

She gave me a taste of what was possible, made me secretly want it. A future. A life. Love.

I’ve fucked up with you. And I’ve no doubt that I’ll do so a million times over in the days, weeks, months, and hopefully, years to come.

But please, never ever think that I’ve done it because I don’t love you, because I do. More than you could ever understand.

I’m obsessed with every single thing about you, Dove. And I know that will never change.

I know you’re worried about the future. I saw it in your eyes when you told me that you couldn’t have kids. But I meant what I said.

It’s you I want, Dove.

You. Our family.

Everything else is an added bonus.

And anyway, as I sit here, I’m pretty sure my heart is being stolen by a curly-haired little girl.

You’re okay with sharing, right?

I mean, we’re all having to do it so…

I shake my head, laughing at my own stupid thoughts, my eyes lingering back to Daisy.

The reality of the situation we found ourselves in tonight might not have been discussed, but we all know what’s happened.

On paper, Mav is Daisy’s father.

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