#Chapter 92: Runaway

Amber’s POV Watching Alice rush ahead, unwilling to talk to me, my heart ached. It wasn’t as if the source of her anger was any great mystery either. Alice had wanted Julian to be her father, so seeing Chase kiss me must have endangered that in her mind. She was too young to understand that things between Julian and me were tumultuous at best. Or that this ‘kiss’ she witnessed between Chase and me had not been consensual. It was no sign of anything to come, other than my growing anger and betrayal towards Chase himself. A six-year old didn’t understand that. She only saw the dream she wanted for her family falling apart before her eyes. “Give her some time,” Anna said from behind me. “She’s always been emotional. Once she calms down and has a good cry, then she will likely want to talk and you two can clear the air.” I wanted to believe that, but it was difficult knowing that my daughter was hurting. “What a day,” I sighed and pushed into the house. Anna followed along behind