see our little heir.”
Heir.
Not baby.
Not child.
Heir.
His family loved that word.
Vanessa laughed softly from her chair.
“Now that’s actually something worth celebrating.”
I didn’t respond.
There had been a time when I would have.
That time was over.
I’d already cried through the messages I wasn’t supposed to see, through the business trips that lasted too long,continue reading …