Prologue
(Ellie)
I knew I needed to have him. It’s been years since I’ve seen him, but I see him in our daughter every time I look at her sweet, angelic face.
I tried to find him when I got pregnant with her three years ago. I had no luck, but that was ok because my daughter had my best friend and me.
I hear an intake of breath behind me. It's then I turn, but the moment I locked eyes with the mystery man I dreamed about for three years here at Grace’s wedding, I knew then and there I fucked up.
I know my world is going to come crashing down at any moment. Soon as he sees Lacey, he’s going to know she’s his daughter.
How do I explain to my best friend that Lacey is her sister? After all these years, she’s had a sister she never knew about.
My stomach turns at the thought of losing her. I stand up straight when I see he’s heading towards me. I look toward's Lacey to see her and Grace walking back from the bathroom.
Oh no. My eyes go wide, and I try to walk away, but before I do, Owen is standing in front of me. He starts to open his mouth but shuts it just as fast.
“Mummy.”
Owens’s eyes lock on Lacey’s. I can see the wheel spinning.
“Dad, this is Ellie, my best friend I was telling you about.” How didn’t I know he was her dad? I knew he travelled a lot from what she told me, and when I moved in with her, he was leaving that following day for a job in Sydney.
All of Grace's features are from her mother. She’s the spitting image of her. I never asked that much about her dad because they have a strange relationship.
I see his jaw clench, and I know he’s figured it all out.
