chapter 7

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Gaby

I watch him as he smiled and rubbed his chin while moving forward, out of hearing distance of Giselle.

"Giovanni, huh?. You never called me that. You always opted for Gio or babe or one of those silly names".

How was I supposed to know that Adrianna was a pet name kind of person?

" The situation doesn't exactly call for endearments. And if you will excuse me, I have to take her to school" I gesture to Giselle.

"We need to talk. I need answers and I have a lot of questioning to do." He says

"I don't think there's anything to talk about". I just needed to get out of here. I didn't have answers to any of the questions he was gonna ask. I needed to think.

" Really?. You don't think here's anything to talk about, Adrianna. How about the fact that you stole my child from me. How do you think I feel knowing that she doesn't know who I am?."

Wow, he sounded angry now. I don't know what the history is, so how do I respond?.

"Stole is a pretty strong word. I mean it was her child too." I say in defense

"Whose child?"

Oh God. My first fail. Note to self; do not refer to Adrianna because you are supposed to be Adrianna.

"I mean my child too" I corrected

"You know I could make this a lot harder and file for custody but I am willing to talk this out like the adults we are."

Panic set in. " File for custody?. You can't do that."

"Don't test me. You know I can and will if you prove stubborn". He said confidently.

I know I have to tread carefully here. One wrong move and we could start a custody battle. And once they find out I wasn't Adrianna, it is gonna be game over.

"Okay." I say in agreement.

"I see you know where the power stands."

What a jerk.

"Can we do this another time. Giselle is running late for school."

"Sure. But no last minutes disappearance. Don't think for a moment that I would allow what you did five years ago to repeat itself. Take my word for it"

I turn to walk away to the car. His call stops me in my track.

"And Adrianna?" He calls out

"What?"

"I like the change."

I am supposed to feel really uncomfortable with his eyes roaming down my body and lingering a tad bit too long on my chest. But I don't, rather I feel like someone lit a torch in my body. With literally nothing to say, I continue my walk to my car but I could feel his gaze on my  back.

Oh my days!. What have I gotten myself into?.

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