26

ROSALINE

I spent the next day trying to make sure that Blakely felt safe in the house. It was hard. Especially the fact that she was so quiet and would sometimes burst into silent tears. She had a nightmare last night and it took a lot of time before Alexei and I could calm her down.

I was glad he cooperated. There was no way in hell I was going to give her out to an orphanage. She wouldn't be able to understand what they were saying and they wouldn't even understand what she went through.

Being a doctor, I've treated a few children that suffered in orphanage home. not all orphanages are a wonderful place to be and I was not going to risk Blakely's health.

"Do you want to eat anything?" she shook her head. I sighed, I knew she was hungry. We had just gotten back from the hospital. Igor followed me there so Blakely could get tested.

"Anya!" I called as I led her into the kitchen. "Welcome back, dear," the woman turned to face me and smiled at Blakely who held unto my leg in fear.

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