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58. She's my daughter

He says it casually and this time I don't start laughing slowly. I burst. It's loud enough to startle the child in my arms.

"Of all the things you can tell me after three years, you choose to tell me that? Not even a simple hello?" After getting a grip of myself, I ask looking at him with bewilderment.

"She's our daughter, I named her after us." He emphasizes.

Wait

Kellice... Kellane + Ballice.

The fuck?

"You're not making sense." I scoff.

"I know and that's why I'm here, I want it to make sense and I couldn't keep her waiting any longer. I also decided to come here to explain this myself because in one way or another you were going to find out and I never wanted anyone else to tell you this other than me." His eyes are almost pleading, almost...

And I'm now totally baffled.

"Mummy you didn't know me really?" Kellice draws her face back to look at me. Innocent pure eyes look at me and I smile this time forcefully due to guilty. I don't really know what to tell her.  This is magical. I have a baby? What?  I'm dreaming right?

"Aaaahhh you come here." I tickle her making her giggle loudly. Her sound like sweet violin to my ears. "You know you're sweet? Hmmm?" Which joke can you make to a baby you just met who you're being told is somehowly yours and in a way you don't want to hurt them?

Looking up I meet Ballice's eye crinkling at his corners as he smiles at the sight of us.

"I love you love you love you." She chirps excitedly when I stop tickling her .

"Oh baby, I love you more." I say right back and honestly I feel like I'm already in love with the baby.  I still can't wrap it around my head that she is mine.

No way.

I would remember.

I've never given birth, I've never carried a baby in this stomach for 9 months. The baby I carried was almost 4 months before Odessa made her meet with her maker. I don't even like going back there in memory.

"Kellane. We really should talk." He says lowly I almost miss his words.

"About?" I didn't mean for it to come out harshly. I gulp loudly before composing myself. "I mean what about?  We now have our different lives and I really don't want to go down this memory lane from three years ago and back. I think I'm in a better place and seeing you is not something I've ever looked up to."

He flinches visibly and it feels like my words are cutting deeper the falling snow.

I feel a light snore on my neck and I look down to see the baby already sleeping and I relax.

"She sleeps a lot. Especially when she's happy and contented. " He says pointing to her. "I can help you with her." He adds outstretching his arms.

"It's okay." I say smiling at the angel in my arms. "She really is beautiful and you should be honest, it's okay. If her mother died it's okay. You can tell me, but just so you know, I have a lot in my plate right now. I can't be a mother to, to..." I trail not finding the right words to say.

His eyes bulge out as he ruffles his hair. "I knew it was going to be hard after breaking this to you but I swear on that sleeping angel she's ours. You never lost her on that accident. We tried our best to save her with the doctors. And that is what I meant by telling you that we should talk." He looks apologetic when tears gather in my eyes. My whole world stops. Everything stops. I see his mouth moving and I can't hear anything he says. Then he is taking the baby from my arms, shaking me thereafter and I blink once, twice, thrice... Then I become aware of my surroundings again.

"Did you just go into a panic mode?" He asks worriedly.

"Shock mode if there's even one like that." I answer looking at the baby tucked under his arms securely. "I almost dropped her didn't I?" I'm now starting to fidget.

"She's okay. Good thing you didn't. Should we leave and come back when you'll be ready?"

"No no no!" A tear drops from my eye. "She's my daughter." I say slowly as if to scold my mental. "She's mine." Now I start crying. I don't know if I'm happy or hurt. And in some unacquainted way, I want that to be true.

"So I presume you want the whole story?" He raises a brow at me and I just nod. "If it's okay with you we can still go back home, I mean where I brought her up. We have pictures of her every step and some videos. I knew one day you'll want to see them. So they're back at home and you see for yourself the surrounding she was brought up in. That way you'll feel like you've been part in her growing." He explains and all I do is nod. "We should tell them we're leaving then." I still nod . He stops to look at me for a minute and my heart stops but the tears doesn't stop. Then I follow him to the backyard.

Everyone turns their heads to look at us, including my dad who looks at me with sad eyes. Then he says, "Please don't hate us sunshine." I don't say anything until Ballice clears his throat.

"We're leaving for Tiora. I'll have to tell her everything and she wants to see where kellice has been all this time."

"I'm sorry dear. I hope you forgive us all for not telling you this sooner. We thought it was for your own good." Cassandra says as she looks at her manicured nails.

I just stare at them all, my hands in my pockets not saying a thing. Tiffany looks so out of place but I hope she'll catch up later. Bruce, lodzin and Bella are all playing by the fire roasting meat with sticks unaware of the situation.

I really didn't see this coming, I'm in utter shock.

What did I do wrong in my past life God?
God why?...

Or should I say thanks God?

Yeah the latter seems appropriate.