“Good evening Vast, how are you?” Kronos asked with a nod in his direction making Vast sigh softly with an easy shrug, his dark skin the color of fine chocolate as his well-braided hair made Cooper ready for his appointment tomorrow. “Oh, you know me, living the day by day.” Nodding at the easy answer, Elijah let his parents entertain Vast as he and Cooper entertained Camille. She was giggling and having fun one second, but her anxiety started to grow. She knew eyes were glaring at her and felt them like lasers.
And they were. The dark yellow eyes, glaring at Camille belong to the girl behind Vast. She was his only child, a girl he’d always hated.
Wanting a son, he could push his goals and failed dreams on, Vast was stuck with Jessamae. Stuck with. Burdened with. He made it clear that’
