~DAMIAN~“Who’s he?” I swallowed my saliva.“Mr. Fosters said he’s here in place of him,” Jane answered, and I nodded, my eyes still fixed on them.When they reached our side, he held his hand out for a handshake and said, "Mr. Winters, good to finally meet you.” I didn’t take it; my attention was on Sierra, who was typing on her phone.“Sierra, how are you?” I greeted Sierra, and she nodded."Well, shall we start the meeting? I don’t have much time,” Mr. Foster's son said, and I turned to him."Yes, sure, I’m Jane, Mr. Winters' PA, please follow me,” Jane answered, pointing in the direction of the meeting room. I was silently looking at him and gesturing for him to follow Jane with my eyes. He turned and looked at Sierra, who excused herself to attend to her ringing phone. He smiled before he turned to me, cleared his throat, and followed Jane. I took a deep breath as soon as they disappeared and turned to Sierra, who now walked to me as she was done with her call.“Mr. Winters,” she
~DAMIAN~My hands formed into a fist. Was I too late?“Look at you, I'm just playing,” Cassie said, and I felt my muscles relax. I stood to my feet as Cassie approached.“Why would you play with Sierra's name?” I angrily asked. Cassie laughed and walked past Ethan.&ldq
~DAMIAN~I couldn't believe it. How could she be pregnant? Yes, we had sex, but that was like weeks ago, and she promised me that she was on a pill. How could she let this happen?“You are what?”“I'm pregnant, you don't look too happy, isn't this the best news?” She looked confused."Cassie, you told me you were on a pill.”“Yes, I forgot to take it, it's not as effective as they say.”"No, Cassie, you are always careful, how could you forget to take it?”“Okay fine I didn't forget, I intentionally didn't take it. I want a family, and…”“Cassie?” I sidestepped. “I thought you said you didn't want a child,” I reminded her. Years ago, I tried to have a baby with her, but she refused, she said she was not ready to be a mother.“That was before Damian,” she said, trying to touch my hands, but I moved. “Damian, no, no, you are not going to do what you did to Sierra, I won't let you do that, I won't let you take my child from me.” She panicked, and I scratched my forehead.“Cassie, no, I w
~SIERRA~“Mommy, please get up!” I was half asleep so I could hear my triplets call me, but I was too tired.I pulled the blanket over my body. “Two more minutes, please,” I said. I've never overslept, I was always the first to wake up. I didn't sleep at all last night. I was up talking to the tracker, who was trying to get something but failed. The only thing left now was for me to go and see that prisoner. I don't care what the officers have to do, they have to make him talk.“Kids, your mommy is too tired, let’s go have breakfast. I made cereal, your favorite?” Lana said.
~SIERRA~“Cassie, hi, what are you doing here?” I cleared my throat and pretended like I wasn't trying to leave a minute ago.“Excuse me?”“I do not mean to sound rude, but you don't work here, and even if you did, don't you think it's too early for you to be here?”
~SIERRA~“No, I shouldn't jump to any conclusions.“ I calmed myself down. It was obvious now that my grandmother might be behind those messages since she lived with me, so it could be easy to send them, but why? Why would she do it? “Did she attack herself? Maybe she did it to trap me here.” I slightly pulled my hair. I was confused.“Ms. Reid, is everything okay?” Lana poked her head out of the car and asked, which shook me out of my thoughts."Detective, expect us, I want to talk to him,” I told him, and when he agreed, I ended the call. I got inside the car and gave my driver the prison address. My driver started th
~SIERRA~I calmed myself and said, “So you do know something, and you chose to hide it from me?”“It is for a good reason, please sit down,” she said, and I shook my head.“I'm fine standing, now tell me, why have you been sending me those messages?” I asked and walked towards her, she was still in her wheelchair. “Is your leg even hurt, or was this part of your game?” I bent and purposely touched her lap, a
~SIERRA~I thought for a second about the information they had found: “What information?” I asked.“I'm sorry, we can't tell you anything until we are sure.”“I won't let you take my grandmother, she's still under medical care, and this can cause stress and might delay her recovery,” I said. I was still mad at her, but that didn't mean I stopped caring for her; she was my grandmother.“Sierra, it is okay, it's just questioning, if I don't go, they might think I'm hiding something,” Nana said, and I shook my he