ETHAN’S POV

And I could just imagine how much more Jennifer had manipulated my daughter.

My chest tugged, tightening painfully, and I caught her before her knees could hit the floor.

My hands wrapped around her tiny body as I held my angel in my arms.

A forced smile made its way to my lips, as I tried to soothe her tears.

“Anything my princess wants.

Don’t cry. Mummy would stay in the ...