Lindsay has the perfect life.
A doting husband, and
an adorable baby.
What will happen when the truth comes crashing down and she discovers everything is a lie?
Lorenzo is keeping a secret to protect himself and his son.
What lengths will he go...
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Henry POV
What a fucking day! Actually scratch that the last 17 days have been nothing short of a god damned fucking nightmare. And today was hitting like a fucking freight train because today, my little Layla-bug would have been one month old. In my head I knew she was dead but my heart didn't want to believe it. I witnessed her lying lifeless on the table so why was this so hard to accept that she was gone?
At least I got to see Layla and even though it was the worst moment of my life, it was confirmation that she was gone. I was somewhat thankful that I had some sort of closure with her, unlike with Lindsay. It was slowly eating away at me that I had no idea where she was. Was she dead? Buried under a different name? Had she been kidnapped? Or had she simply taken advantage of the car crash and ran away? I doubted she had just up and left, there was no way she would ever leave Layla.
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I laid the fresh flowers on the dirt in front of my baby girl's burial place. Random strands of grass were beginning to poke through the fresh earth, letting me know that time was in fact passing by. I opted to have Layla's headstone shaped into a teddy bear. The bear's belly had her birthdate and her date of death with a beautiful quote that said, 'In God's hands but forever in Daddy's heart.'
I was staring at the bear for a few minutes before I finally tore myself away from the words. My eyes were too blurry to read them anyways. I kissed my first two fingers and brought them down to the teddy bear's cheek. "Love you, Layla-bug." I whispered. "I'll be back soon, baby."
I climbed into my car. I need to get home and relieve some of this stress and just forget for a little while. I knew today would be hard so I had planned ahead and left a message for Tiffany to be waiting at my house for 8pm. Over the last couple of weeks we got a lot closer and she had gotten much better at following orders, relieving my stress and just overall pleasing me. She still had a long way to go but I must admit her training was coming along nicely.
I pulled up to my house, driving past Tiffany's parked car. Good, that meant she got my message and would hopefully be waiting for me. If she didn't want a spanking she better be kneeling and naked at the foot of my bed. I entered through the front door to find a silent and dark house. Oh, little Miss was really on her game tonight. She didn't want a punishment from leaving the tv or lights on.
