THOSE chattering were no longer holding their conversation, unable to take their eyes off the couple, one of whom they knew and the other they'd never seen before.
Who is the girl? Everyone except a few sets of people had these questions on their minds.
Nix and his wives, Diego, Jasmine, and Alex, took steps forward, soft smiles on their faces. But behind them, Stella's family watched, especially her father, Mr. Ferguson, who thought she wouldn't even be here in the first place. His lips trembled as he stared at Stella, who'd finally met eye-to-eye with him. And suddenly he realized that this was the first time this girl had ever looked him straight in the eyes.
Was she afraid of it before? He didn't know. And also more, what was that grin on her face? Why was she smiling at him like that, as if asking him what his thoughts were?
Stella-
Stella—that couldn't be her daughter, one he'd sold off.
