Richard’s Point of View:I stood frozen, watching the little girl cling to me like she knew me. My eyes drifted to Elizabeth, who narrowed hers just slightly, her gaze flicking between me and the child. I peeled the girl’s arms gently away from my body.“I’m sorry, dear,” I said softly, crouching to her level. “But I’m not your father.”I lifted my eyes slowly to Laura, who stood just a few feet away with a satisfied smirk on her lips. That look alone irritated me.“What kind of game is this, Laura?” I asked, rising to my feet.“This is no game, Richard,” she replied, her voice laced with fake innocence. “This is our daughter. This is our Lilly.”I blinked. My stomach dropped.“Lilly, tell Daddy how old you are,” Laura instructed.“I am four daddy, I am four!” the little girl chirped with a proud smile.I let out a short, humorless laugh. “Stop this, Laura. It’s pathetic.”I stepped back, my eyes still on the child. She looked up at me with those wide, searching eyes—innocent, soft.
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