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“Wh-What did you just call me?” I asked, voice low in uncertainty.Imogen blinked, clearly confused, but before she had the chance to speak, Irea stepped forward.“Good afternoon, sir. May I have her back? Please.” She asked, keeping her voice professional.“She just called me ‘daddy’. Why did she call me that?” Why would she call me that?“She's a child, sir. Children say anything, they don't usually mean more than half of it. And right now, Imogen was clearly just acting her age.” Her voice didn't crack, but tell me why she had lost all form of color from her skin.It made my brows furrow. “Why don't I believe you?”“I do not have an answer to that question, sir. Please may I have her back? Miss Red will not be pleased to know I allowed her daug—” Her eyes grew wide. “—n-niece to be in the ha-hands of a stranger.” She actually looked like she could pass out any moment.Imogen, on the other hand, innocently clutched tighter to me. “Irea is taking us shopping, will you come along?”I

“You look disturbed, what's wrong?” Leo asked that Thursday evening.He had helped watch Imogen, and now that she was asleep, we had the chance to talk together, Rachel included.She was only here because she didn't want the house scattered for Richard's arrival, so she and Rick were going to be staying with me till Saturday.I didn't mind, it would be nice, and Imogen clearly loved the idea of being with her cousin.“I noticed too.” She said. “What's going on in that head of yours, missy?”My shoulders lifted. “It's about Drex.”“I had a feeling.” Leo leaned forward. “What did the jerk do this time?”“Funny enough, he didn't do anything.”He raised a brow. “You might want to give more details, girl.”My lips pursed for a second, before I sighed. “I don't know how, but he's managed to make Imogen adore him.”“Wait… what?” It was Rachel, her brows furrowed. “I thought they've only met once, how can she adore a guy she barely even met.”“They've met two times after the zoo incident.” I

Just then, my phone pinged with messages from Lisa, ending with *REFUSE ANY DNA.*Oh?Drex frowned. “What's wrong?”I quickly pocketed my phone. “I'll ask you the same. Why are you talking to me?”“To discuss Imogen. Your… daughter, right?”I nodded, raising a confused brow so I could seem as believable as ever. “But why would you want to talk about her? I'd expect you to be talking to Lisa, not about ‘my' child.”He had an expression I couldn't quite place when he continued. “I want a DNA on her.”My brows furrowed like I didn't already know. “What? Why would you want DNA on ‘my’ child?” “I've met with her three times already, and each time, I've felt a connection. I need to know if she's mine or not.” He stated plainly.“So you're trying to tell me that we've had sex before? That doesn't make sense, you know?”He frowned. “No, I'm saying she may not even be yours.”From the look I threw his way, I could be certain I succeeded in making him sound stupid. “I carried her for nine mont

I had no idea how Drex got there. Or why he was even there in the first place.But for the fact that I almost died left me shattered and shaken.My heart slammed hard against my chest.If anything had happened to me… What would become of Imogen? She'd be shattered. That was all I could think about, and as the memory of being pressed, breathless, flashed back in my head… tears followed.“I… I thought I was going to die.” I mumbled out.Drex had stopped the car, and he was now staring at me, but at the moment, I just couldn't find myself returning the gaze.The next thing I felt was warmth wrap around me, and my head falling to his chest.That small action was enough to make all of me break.What if I'd died?That was the only thing that rang in my head, because I knew I was seconds from it in there.Drex's fingers drove into my hair in a soothing manner. “You're safe now.” He whispered softly.He pulled me tighter, didn't let go of me. He just let me soak his shirt with tears and hold

– Lisa Red –The next morning was Saturday, which meant Rachel didn't let anyone in the house rest for even a second because Richard was coming that day..She kept singing and hopping and dancing as she moved around, took her bathe and brushed, then wrapped herself in a robe as she bathed for Rick.She dressed her son in one of his most beautiful clothes, while she herself looked splendid in her red long sleeved, turtle neck shirt that hugged her body on all areas, tucked in tight black jeans, then she wore a black parka over her.“You must have missed him a lot, huh?” I teased as I helped Imogen shower while Rachel won't stop chatting on how beautiful she'd done her house.Apparently, it was ‘beautiful enough to make the blind see’. “So so much! I'm so happy he has a three week break. Three whole weeks. Wow!”It was hard not to smile. I guess love was really an interesting emotion.After getting Imogen ready, I took my own bath, then dressed in a simple dark pink crop top with a gray