Her Lookalike Lover My Secret Daughter
Language: en
It was during a game of Truth or Dare that Valerie decided to drop the bomb. "Actually, the night before our wedding, Cameron and I checked into a hotel together." In a heartbeat, the air was sucked out of the room. Every pair of eyes shifted to me, heavy with a suffocating, pitying weight. Valerie leaned back against the plush leather of the VIP booth sofa, nursing her drink. She looked completely at ease, just waiting for me to lose my mind. Instead, I gave a calm, measured nod. "I have something I’ve been keeping from you, too," I said. "I have a daughter. She’s seven."