CHAPTER 88

***Bethany’s POV***

Jillian was already asleep when I entered the room and I smiled while watching her thumb sucking. She was just so adorable! Why the hell did I risk being away from my child for a few dollars? Oh God, that was unforgivable!

A few moments later, I was in front of a modest cottage, and I was amazed at the furnishings. It looked similar to the ones we had at home, and suddenly, I remembered several happy moments with my father.

Unfortunately, it's in a completely different location than I'm accustomed to. From the outside, his house looked impressive. It was constructed of cypress wood and decorated with poplar wood. The addition of a symmetrical pattern of tall, wide windows improved the overall appearance of the house.

As soon as Jacob joined me in the living room, I could tell that something was amiss. Where’s Dale? I looked around to check if Dale was nearby but he was nowhere to be seen. “Have you seen, Dale?” I asked but he seemed to miss the question.

“Will it b