“That’s because you are old as dirt.”
“I’m a fucking younger than you, asshole.”
“By three days!”
Getting to my feet, I stepped closer to Emma, and she flinched, taking a step back.
“I miss you.”
“I know you do.”
“I want you to come home.”
Emma shook her head. “I can’t. My head is all messed up. I can’t look at you and not see what you did to my mother. I’m sorry. I know it’s not what you want to hear, but it’s the truth. I know you had no choice, but I can’t get the pictures Angelica showed me out of my head.”
“Remi misses you.”
“No, she doesn’t. She has Jessie and the new baby.” Emma looked up at me, her eyes hardening into slits. “You hoping for a girl?”
“Emma,” I groaned, sitting back down while Montana walked over to my daughter.
“You look just like Bella,” Montana whispered, then added, “She is your grandmother.”
“I look like my mother.”
Montana nodded. “I haven’t met my daughter yet, so I will take your word for it.”
“I never got to know my mother thanks to your fucking father.”
Montana flinched as if she slapped him.
“And that’s all for today, folks.” Logic moved fast, grabbing Emma’s arm before hauling her out of the room. The second Emma was out of the room, I turned to Luc.
“She’s getting fucking worse!”
“It’s going to take time, Reaper. You need to trust that Logic knows what’s best. This was just a bad day.”
“Bad day!” I yelled. “She was fucking mean on purpose. That was not the daughter I know. What the fuck is going on?”
“What did she mean by the pictures Angelica showed her? Is she talking about Angelica Morales? The therapist I sent to help Remi?” Montana asked.
I nodded. “Yeah, only that bitch did more than help. She showed my daughter pictures of me raping Sarah and ones of Petrovitch and Baranov raping Remi. Emma thinks Remi is nothing more than a Russian whore and I am the vilest person on the planet. She blames me for what happened to her mother.”
“Doesn’t she know that the both of you were drugged? That neither of you had a fucking choice?”
“Yeah,” I sighed, running my hands down my face. “I’ve told her, Remi’s told her, Logic’s told her. Hell, everyone’s told her the same damn thing, but she only believes what that bitch showed her.”
“It wasn’t just the pictures,” Logic said, walking back into the room minus Emma. “There was a video. According to Emma, Angelica had a video and insisted Emma watch it.”
“Jesus fucking Christ,” Montana cursed, getting up from his seat and paced the room.
“And just so you know, Montana, apparently Angelica also had a video of George killing her great grandparents and taking her mother away from Bella. Gentlemen, I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but all of your darkest secrets are out and Emma knows them all.”
“Fuck.”
Pippen
Oklahoma City, Oklahoma.
