Taken By My Brother's Dangerous Best Friend
My baby girl beamed at the sight of the little girl holding my hand in her stead.
“So cute,” Olivia gushed, what I hoped were happy tears of relief pouring down her cheeks.
My anger abated somewhat and I sighed, watching the kid sit down next to me.
“No kid, I’m not your father. Ojisan is right,” I said stiffly. “She doesn’t know who her father is?” I asked, looking up at Ren.
“It doesn’t matter. You and I are all she has,” said Ren, quick to make her way over. “Suki-chan, ojisan is tired. We’ll visit again later. Okay?”