CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR
“Aria,” I cooed as the little girl hesitantly joined us on the dining table. Brandon had surprisingly rushed to the store and gotten some clothes for Aria and they fit just perfectly. Maybe just maybe I did not like him less now. His soft side must have rubbed off on me a little.
“Aww…aren’t you such a little cute pie? Come over here and sit next to grandma, “Brandon’s grandmother cooed sweetly, ushering to Aria. The small girl di as she was told and as I watched Brandon’s Grandma conversing with her, I could not help but feel overcome by emotions.
Why did I never have a childhood like that surrounded by people who would love me? Instead, my life since I was a kid had been nothing but an endless pit of loneliness and pain. My father died when I was two and I
