Chapter 50

Willow’s POV

“Ah, look at that, Flynn,” Chloe giggles as every lays eyes on me and my rage-filled eyes, “your old mommy is wear new mommy’s clothes? Doesn’t she look silly in that?”

I’m going to rip each organ out of this bitch then grind it up and feed it to her.

I’m about to launch at her, yelling, “get your fucking hands off my baby!” But both Mariella and Flynn stop me from doing it.

“Mama!” Mariella screeches at the top of her lungs and she gets up from playing with a her favourite doll and comes stumbling over to me.

I get to my knees with open arms, letting her tiny little body fall into me. “My little Ella. How are you baby?” I scoop her up into my arms, swiping away a strand of her thin brown locks.