"OLIVIA IS NOT YOUR DAUGHTER!!!".
She cried.
"Pleaseeee," she sobbed Into the phone. "Please return my daughter to me I beg you."
The man on the other end of the phone gave a wicked short laugh.
"Ha!" He continued, "Faith, you had your chance then but you refused to comply. I gave you so many opportunities. I begged you a thousand times to tell the truth but your wicked heart refused my pleas And now you're begging me?"
"Oliver, She really isn't your daughter. Give my daughter back to me you monster! Give her back! She's mine and not yours! Mine and only mine!"
He laughed more into the phone causing her heart to break Into a million pieces. That same laughter she had once Ĺoved she now loathed. How she wishes she could find him and kill him. How couldn't she see from the onset of their relationship that he was a bad man? How could love have blinded her so foolishly? Now he had her daughter. Her precious Olivia, her 8year old angel in the hands of that bad man and she was powerless.
"Faithyyy," he crooned like someone adoring a pet. "She bears the feminine version of my name. Did you love me so much you forgot about changing that detail?"
"Oliver, Mike, my husband gave her that name himself after his great-grandmother whom he loved dearly."
"No! Don't you dare use that spineless coward as a cover up! He couldn't even protect her from me when I was taking her! What does he have that I don't? Good looks? Money?"
"Oliver..." She sobbed. "Please return my daughter to me."
"No! Olivia is MY daughter and I have taken her as she is rightly so. You refused to comply with me now I'm going to take her away from you, from forever!"
The call got disconnected from the other end. Faith fell to her knees and cried louder than before. Her 8year old angel would be taken from her. Just then, the police informed her that they had been able to trace the call back to a housing estate and would be going into a rescue mission to save her daughter. She quickly wiped her teary eyes and ran into her room. The police told her she wasn't allowed to go with them anymore and so she did the one thing she had forgotten and failed to do from the beginning.
She went into her room to pray for her daughter's safety from an estranged and deranged ex lover.
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