The longer Zaria studied the little girl before her, the more she was convinced that she was Desmond's daughter. She took after him in so many ways for it to be fake.
She stared at her boyfriend in shock. He had just denied having a child with Angela. To think that she had actually believed him. She wanted to ask him a billion questions but couldn't do that in the child's presence. Instead, she forced a smile.
"I'll just make sure the guests are alright. If you'll excuse me."
"Zaria!" He reached out to take her hand but she shook him off.
"D-daddy?" Rosaly muttered shyly when he turned to leave.
"Your daughter is speaking to you. Are you going to disregard her?" Angela asked before he could take a stop, and his brain finally snapped.
"Why on earth would you do this?"
"Do what? All I did was bring your daughter to you." She feigned innocence, which irritated him all the more.
