Ayla POV
I knew it. I knew I was going to fall still. My stubbornness made me stand in this place while I was carrying Ayla with me too. What would have happened if I really would have fallen? What would have happened if something happened to Ayla? Will I ever forgive myself? No, but I just couldn't make my mind process seeing him claiming my daughter as his.
No matter what happened she is only my daughter.
I could never hand her over to him.
But I again collapsed as I climbed over stairs and landed in his lap which I was ignoring for so long. I don't even have the strength to get up and walk on my own. My feet were trembling making me unable to walk let alone get up and leave.
My eyes were half closed but still, some darkness covered my eyes making me unable to see anything.
