GIANNA
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Oliver couldn’t sit still. Since he finished getting dressed, he was standing at the window, waiting for Brandon to arrive. He was so excited about seeing his father that he didn’t even bother to question where he had been all these years.
Then again, I was grateful he wasn’t asking me any difficult questions.
“It seems Olly can’t wait to see his father,” Stella said with a chuckle.
“Neither can you.”
She smiled sheepishly. “Well, I want to see the man who left you while you were pregnant.”
“Fair enough.”
“He’s here! Mommy, he’s here!” Oliver yelled just as we heard the engine of a car settling down.
Knowing we weren’t expecting any other visitors and it was definitely Brandon, I went to open the door. He was already about to knock, and he dropped his hand when he saw
