Feed me the truth

“Keep it low, Naya,” he advised her. “Those times were different. You acted crazy and I thought you wanted to kidnap her from me!” Brett defended.

“How could I have kidnapped her? She is my freaking daughter!” Naya defended. “She was my life and my mother had died that time.”

“I am sorry about your mother,” he apologized. “I supported your aunt in burying her.”

Naya felt her heart shatter. She turned back to her side of the seat trying to blink back her tears.

“I couldn’t even bury my own mother,” she thought. “I don't think anyone will understand all I have been through all my life.”

“I am really sorry about this, Naya,” he said with a soft tone and drew her for a hug. She unconsciously hugged him back, since she needed someone to confide in. Hailey caught sight of them and fumed more. She clenched her fist in anger.

“Your father and Naya know each other?” Ryan was being nosy.

“I do not want to talk about it,” she brushed off the topic.

The time came for the fashion queen to be