Chapter 8

Thomas Dancer sat and we heard Alexis coming down the stairs. She looks pale and nervous. She sits on my lap and clutches at my bicep. I rub her back as her dad stares at us. She finally looks at him and I kiss her hair. They look alike, especially the eyes. It's a dead giveaway.

" So you're my daughter?", he starts. Looking at her in happiness and love. Yes you can see in his eyes how much he loves her already. Can't blame him, she is incredible.

" yeah", she whispers. My girl is nervous and I rub her back offering comfort.

"I just wanted to meet you Alexis and tell you I'm sorry I didn't get to be there for anything. Your mom just left and went back to him. She called a month later and said she was pregnant and just ignored my pleas to be involved. I tried to find her but she went off grid overnight".

She nodded and gripped me tighter. Nerves are fucking annoying and I stay still watching as she nods at him.

" I heard they abuse you honey. Does your mom do it too? I can have the