Elijah POV
Naomi’s words were ringing off in my mind, my eyes glued to my baby girl who was trying so hard to fight back the angry tears that formed in her eyes. I tried to stay as calm as possible when my doubts were confirmed by the woman, the thin line between anger and rationality disappearing from my view. If he hadn’t lied about the event none of this would have happened and my girl wouldn’t get hurt so much throughout her life. To add the salt to the wound, this witch was getting on my nerves more and more. Even though I know her for years, she was never appealing to me in any way, always involved in the dirty work, the black market and handy works of other mafia organizations. She was never welcome in my household, but my father respected her as a friend, thus how she and I got to
