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Daddy (Chapter 4)

"W-What?" I stuttered, looking at my almost 1 year old daughter like she was crazy.

"Yep. I saw him walking down da stweet yesterday!" She giggled.

"Do you know where he went?" I wasn't trying to sound like a stalker, not that it would matter, because Rosie doesn't even know what that is. But I wanted to find him. I needed answers.

"Yeah. He went into dose wittle apartmwents down da stweet!" She smiled, jumping up and down in her highchair.

"Oh. Thank y-." I got interrupted by a knock on the door.

I finally managed to move out of my so called fathers house when I found out I was pregnant.

He made Riker get me pregnant. He had told Riker if he did get me pregnant that he would kill me.

Riker didn't even know me, but didn't take the chance of me dying.

So my dad kicked me out, being his plan all along.

I moved here, in this great big house, getting tons of money from all the money my mother had when she was still alive.

Anyways, I walked to the door, and opened it.

I immediately froze in place.

There stood a clueless Riker, not knowing that I lived here.

"K-Kate?" He stumbled.

"Riker?" I asked.

He pulled me into his tight grasp, finally making me feel safe again.

"Mommy?" My head whipped around, seeing Rosie, coming up behind us.

I looked back at Riker, his arms still around me, and he froze there.

Just staring at his child that he never got to watch grow in my stomach, never got to see born, and never got to see her, until now.

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