76. Started dating

Claire’s POV.

“Mommy!” Isabel’s tiny hand raps over my door, over and over again. What does she want?

“Mommy, Mommy,” Her voice comes again, with a higher pitch, causing my irritation to rise more.

I’ve been angry since this evening and I don’t want that daughter of mine to add to it.

Gosh!

I toss around under my blanket as Isabel’s knock on my door goes off again.

“Dammit!” I curse, propping up from the bed and letting my eyes wander around the dark room to the door. “Such an annoying child!” I spit with venom and toss the duvet aside.

I pad down the floor, heading over to the door. Swinging it open, I gaze down only to see the replica of my ex-husband, making my eyes burn with hatred.

“Isabel, what’s all this about? So, I can’t rest because we want to see me?” I bark at her, seething.

I regretted my marriage with my ex-husband and all the hatred I had for him got transferred to Isabel because I never wanted a child with him.

I took every possible contraceptive but this girl refuse