I nodded eagerly, deeply moved by how fair and reasonable they were being.
Zelene stayed quiet in Naomi’s arms, but when she looked at me, her eyes were full of smug defiance.
“Daddy,” she said, “I want to watch cartoons.”
I numbly pulled up her favorite show on my phone and held it in front of her.
Ever since Naomi gave birth to her six years ago, I’d given up my job to stay home and raise her. I’d done everything just to make sure she had a happy, loving childhood.
All I ever wanted was for her to grow up kind and thoughtful.
So why? Why had she turned into this?
After Naomi left, her parents and I took turns watching over Zelene.
I glanced at the clock. It was now 2 a.m.
In my past life, ten minutes from now, she’d gone missing from the hospital.
If I stayed close by, with her grandparents here as witnesses, there was no way she could twist things again. She wouldn’t be able to make any more false claims.
I forced myself to stay awake, determined to keep my eyes on her.
But shortly, she suddenly burst into tears again, clutching her stomach.
“I’m hungry,” she sobbed.
None of us had really eaten anything after everything that had happened.
Garth's POV