The taste Of Revenge
I hope that's alright.
"Of course it's alright."She turns and gestures, and a girl steps out from behind one of the pillars, maybe nine or ten, in a yellow dress with her hair in two neat braids, clutching a small clutch purse like she's seen her mother do it a hundred times and finally gets to try it herself.
"This is Aria," Maya says, pulling the girl gently forward. "My daughter."I go completely still, my mouth hung open in the air
"Your daughter..." My voice comes out smaller than I mean it to. "Maya, I didn't…you've worked for Damian for years and I never knew you had a grown beautiful girl like Aria."