Liana's POV

The evening meal was strangely quiet. I watched Cam pick at her mashed potatoes then all of a study, she raid her head in one fluid motion and asked me a question. "Mummy?" she asked, throwimg jabs at her mashed potatoes but not eating, her little fingers pushing the food around on the plate instead of into her mouth. "That man in the park... the one you told to stay away… was he my daddy?"

The question was a total shock. I thought she had forgotten since she didn't say ...