Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 76204 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 381(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76204 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 381(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
“My ass is of course.” William blew a kiss to all the guys. “Sorry, you’re sore losers.”
I laughed. “I bet they’d all be shocked if they found out I was dating you all.”
My wedding band caught my attention. I had completely forgotten about the wedding, and I looked to Gideon, who chuckled.
“It has been a wild ride, huh?”
“Wild? Crazy, maybe. I just hope they catch my dad soon. This is all becoming too much.” I sipped at my coffee. “What were you guys talking about?”
“We are planning where we’re going to live when all of this is over,” William said.
He pulled out his cell phone, and one-handed, seeing as I had his other hand, he showed me what they’d been looking at. There were a couple of pretty houses and apartments.
“Which one do you like the most?” Gideon asked.
I put my finger to the screen, still holding William’s hand, and scrolled down, looking at all the houses they’d been checking out.
“This one. I like this one.” I pushed the phone back toward them.
It was a quaint five-bedroom house in the country, boasting an en-suite for each room, a large, lavish garden, and a pool.
To be honest, I would be happy to go wherever they went. With my coffee finished, I told them that as I left, heading back to my mother’s room.
As I got there, I heard Lucas inside, and I stopped, being careful not to be heard.
“My daughter hates me,” Joan said.
“Sian doesn’t hate you. She doesn’t … know you.”
“Please, you don’t have to be nice about it. Out of everyone here, you can at least give it to me straight. I can handle it.”
“I know you’re a strong person, Joan. Sian will come around.”
I didn’t know why Lucas thought he knew me enough to say that to her. I didn’t know what the hell I was doing when it came to my mom. My feelings were so conflicted between accepting her and rejecting her. I knew she was a victim and I hated myself for even doubting her.
“I … Drew told me that Sian would one day love me if I gave it a chance.” Joan sobbed. “I love my daughter so much. I didn’t want her to have this life, and he knew that, but like everything else, he did what he wanted and now, I, I know she hates me, Lucas. I see the way she looks at me, and it’s like she is seeing right through me.”
I folded my arms, and I hated hearing this.
“Joan, she has been through a lot. She lost her nanny, who she did consider a mother to her.” This caused a cry to come from Joan. “I know you hate to hear it, but it happened.”
“Alexander did all of this. For four years, I got to see her. She loved me, Lucas. I remember those days so well. He was never around, and I got to love my little girl. She was the reason I kept on living. In the morning, she’d come running into the bedroom, and she’d jump on the bed, screaming at me there was a bed monster. I’d grab her and tickle her. She would scream that she needed to go to the potty. I’d let her go. We’d go have breakfast together. I would cook her some banana pancakes.”
“I know you were vegan, Joan. Does she know that?”
This did surprise me as I thought Drew was vegan and I was pissing off my parents when I declared it.
“No. She doesn’t even know I’m vegan. Another element of control.”
“What do you mean?”
“Alexander … one night after Sian turned four, he came home from the office and I guess he’d lost a big case. I don’t know what it was, and to be honest, I didn’t care. I hated him when he came home. I didn’t want him around me or my daughter. He told me to eat meat. He’d gotten the chef to cook this huge platter of meat and eggs, and fish. He told me if I didn’t eat them, he’d wake Sian up, and each time I refused, he’d hit her. He told me he would make my daughter hate the very sight of me if I didn’t do what he wanted me to.”
I didn’t know about that.
“So I did. I ate the meat for him and he laughed. He told me what a worthless piece of shit I was. How my daughter was going to hate me anyway. She wouldn’t know what I’d done for her.” Joan cried out. “He was right. Sian hated me. She doesn’t know that whenever I could, I tried to make it right for her. I wanted her to have the best life. She is the best part of me.”
Tears filled my eyes as I heard the pain in her voice.