Aliyah's POV

My daughter didn't stop crying. She wouldn't stop asking about her Daddy.

That paused the party, and with every eyes on the both of us, it made her cry the more.

Tracy moved closer and pulled her into a hug, but she refused to be hugged.

“Let's talk about this after your birthday, Elara. You need to smile a lot today, right?” Tracy asked in the most friendly manner ever.

“You both are hiding something. My Daddy, where is he?” She only cried.

She wiped her tears, ...