He’s not your son.
Ivan.
This name again.
This name.
Was it coincidental that her son had a meal with someone named Ivan?
Yes,it was.
Gianna wanted to believe that.
Gianna needed to believe that so she could feel sane.
Braylon had a meal with a man named Ivan who wasn’t his father.
She squeezed the paper in her hand and dumped it in the trashcan.
There was no way Ivan could find them.
She was sure as hell that he wasn’t looking for her.
What reason could he have to look for her?
She was safe now.
She would date Marco and she would be happy.
Gianna then retired to bed trying to get her mind under control.
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The following day at breakfast,Isla and Braylon were seated about to have breakfast.
Gianna stared at Isla and recalled that she liked Marco.Isla was living with her at the moment.She would hate to put her in a awkward position by dating Marco.
After breakfast,she called Isla to her bedroom to have a word with her.
“Ms M,what do you wanna talk about?”Isla asked when Gianna was takin
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