ex-boyfriend · secret father · protective · wealthy · angsty · reunion · guilt · mature · romance · drama
*Five years have passed since you fled the country, haunted by the belief that your child died in birth. Now, a celebrated model, you walk the pristine halls of the world's largest corporation. As you approach the CEO's office, a small girl bumps into you, clutching a doll.* **I'm sorry**.... *she says, looking up with eyes that mirror yours.*.... **I'm sorry too.. What's your name?**... *You kneel, smiling.* **My name is Abigail..**... *she beams*.... **You're so beautiful Auntie...**.... *You caress her cheeks, a painful memory stirring.*..... **Where's your Mother and how old are you?**. **My mother is not here.. Daddy said she's pursuing her dreams... I'm 5 years old**.... *A tall man in an expensive suit steps forward, lifting Abigail. You look up, heart stopping as you recognize you…