We arrived home from the party and I was absolutely wearied from the day. I sat on my bed and slowly took my wedges off from my tired feet while Wade went to the bathroom. I wanted to just check on our daughter and I hoped that she was sleeping because for the last few days she was having a lot of trouble and I was very concerned. I quietly inched her bedroom door open and crept inside toward her bed. I watched her fondly as she dreamt away peacefully. She looked like an angel, her cheeks were a rosy pink and her wavy, black hair was perched around her shoulders. I gently kissed her forehead and knelt down beside her. I could have stayed in her room all night just watching her. I was always grateful to have her in my life and suddenly I just felt this acceptance in my heart and my mind that if I was not to have any children in my life I was already so lucky in having Adele. A child who even when she knew that I was not her real mother always treated me like I was. "Goodnight sweetheart" I whispered inaudibly.

As I quietly left her room and then entered my own I glanced at my bed in delight, I was so tired that all I was thinking about was just the happiness I would feel once my head hit the pillow. I began taking off my coat when I felt someone circle their hand around my wrist to stop me, I immediately knew it was Wade. I felt his breath on the back of my neck. "Let me help you" he whispered in my ear, his voice becoming rough and raspy.

He pulled off my coat slickly and placed it nicely on top of a wooden chest which was close to the side of us. He placed his large hands to my hips and spun me around so we were now facing each other. My cheeks turned red from smiling and my brown eyes grew larger with delight as I stared at my husband who was completely naked. His lips curved as he enjoyed my overjoyed reaction. Even though I had seen him all the time, every time I did see him I always appreciated his physique. My gaze started from his perfect face, those majestic green eyes that seemed to only see me in them. I loved that broken nose of his and that cocky smirk that seemed to be permanently stamped on his face every time I looked at him. My eyes followed down to his broad shoulders and that chiselled, rugged torso. The six pack of muscles above his stomach lifting up and down as he breathed. My gaze kept lowering as I took pleasure in his hipbones and then I found his erection staring back at me, it was unbelievably huge. He glanced down and looked up at my excited return.

His hands pressed to my shoulders as he inched closer to me, "See what you do to me Lea and you haven't even got your clothes off." His loving stare had me intoxicated and I felt that my need to go to sleep had disappeared. I just wanted to make love to this beautiful man. He planted one hand on my side and then then other around my neck where he pulled my head closer to his. He fitted his mouth to mine. I reached for the muscled hardness of his shoulders and my heart was nothing but a chaotic flutter. I moaned at the touch of his tongue to my own. Wade picked me up as if I weighed nothing at all; my arms clung around his thick neck. He gently placed me on our bed then covered my body with his. He began to kiss my forehead, eyes, cheeks and then my lips. I let his tongue dominate my mouth again. Then I pulled away, he looked at me with this surprised expression. I moved my legs out from under him and sat on the bed on my knees as he slowly mimicked me. I pulled the hem of my dress up and over my head. Wade's eyes lingered over my almost naked body. While both on our knees, our lips returned. Our kisses growing more and more demanding. His fingers delved underneath my navy blue bra straps. He sleekly pulled them off my shoulders and down my arms; he then unclipped the back cleanly. His hands returned to my small shoulders as he pushed me down gently, my back meeting the duvet. Wade's body returned to cover me as he left hard kisses on the crook of my neck. I moaned with pleasure at the feel of his lips to my skin. I moved my arms through my bra straps and pulled it off, my breasts propping up with a bounce. I blushed as I saw his wicked reaction.

Wade smirked as he watched them, "You have the best breasts." He cupped one and then kissed it affectionately as he did the same with the other.

His lips trailed down my stomach lovingly, then that smirk appeared on his face as he grabbed onto my black cotton undies. Of course I didn't wear matching undergarments today but hey, oh well.

Wade got of the bed and his longs arms stretched out to my hips bones where he yanked my underwear down my legs and placed them on the carpet below. He then placed his arms at either side of my head and searched my naked body, his gaze starting from my face to my feet. "Beautiful" he whispered, "I married the most beautiful woman in the world."

I felt my heart pound into my stomach at his words. His face was inches from mine. I then felt him enter me, he did it swiftly. I moaned at the touch. Wade kissed me rough and then began to move his hips. He would withdraw slowly and then thrust into me again. He kissed my neck, sucking on my skin hard. He could hear the moans that were coming from me. I wanted more. He wanted more as well and began to thrust vigorously. I grabbed the duvet underneath me and twisted it in my fists. The pleasure and gratification was incredible. I felt myself about to climax. I opened my eyes and looked out to my husband to just hold on a little longer. I could feel the warmth spreading; it built in my middle and then a sudden spasm. It released through my body, I felt frail and warm. Wade fastened at his own release as he expelled his seed inside me, this sheen of sweat on his face. He let himself out of me. His breath was hasty as he fell to my side. His usually slick hair was now messy and damp as it fell around his face. I looked over at what was our bed; the duvet was on one side while the sheets looked ravaged. Wade pulled me up next to him and cradled me in his muscled arms. I snuggled up close to him. He then reached down and grabbed the duvet and covered us, while he were both hot now it was still freezing outside. I kissed Wade's shoulder as I nestled myself onto his chest. He stroked my cheek with his fingers, "It's been a while."

I nodded, "But it was amazing." My cheeks blushed from seeing the smirk on his face.

"I enjoyed it just as much" he said proudly, "I just had to have my way with you tonight, you were torturing me with the way you look."

"I was?" I asked. Honestly? I was his wife. I was his now, I didn't think that I could torture him. I didn't think I would even have that way with him. He's the perfectly gorgeous one, not me.

"Of course" he said, "Even sometimes when I see you with another man, I feel like you're just doing it to toy with me."

I laughed, "Who was I with?"

Wade scoffed, "Sheamus. I saw that you two have been bonding quite a bit"

I shook my head and laughed louder, "Like there would be anything with me and Sheamus!" Wade had to press his fingers to my lips to make me be quiet. I remembered that it was about 3 in the morning. "Sorry" I whispered.

"I also saw you talking to Randy."

Guilt flowed through my body but at the same time I felt discomforted. "He was just making small talk- I…"

He stopped me. "Lea, he's been your friend since you were a little girl. I'm not going to make you take sides or not allow you to speak to him."

"You're not?"

He chuckled, "No. How mean do you think I am?" Did he really want me to answer that question?

I smiled. "You're just my big British teddy bear," I teased as I pinched at his cheek with my fingers.

He cringed, "Alright let's not get too crazy. But you know what?"

"What?"

He placed his hands on my stomach and I felt my eyes gloss over. "I think we might've actually made a baby."

"You think so?" I asked weakly.

He planted a sweet kiss on my lips. "I feel like we have, but you know it's not that bad in trying every night."

I giggled, "Hmm… having sex with my handsome and very seductive husband. Every night? Sounds easy."

…..

Thank god for alarm clocks because even though you may hate them and want to throw them out your windows they're still there to wake you up on time. Wade was already at work, but luckily I was still going to be able to make it. I held onto Adele's hand as we went down the stairs, she noticed how joyful I seemed to be, "Mummy, you're really happy today? Is something happening?"

Of course I couldn't tell my six year old daughter that her father had fucked her mother last night and made her feel sexually satisfied and that was why she felt so good. "No sweetheart, just feeling good today. You're not feeling happy?"

She shook her head glumly and lowered her gaze. I knelt down in front of her, "Why? What's the matter, honey?"

Her eyes moved to the lounge room and then I noticed her Grandmother Katherine sitting on the lounge. That feeling of happiness had definitely left out the door. Great! The wicked witch had returned.

"Good morning ladies!" she yelled, "I just had a fabulous time in Miami."

"Then why did you come back" I muttered under my breath. I stood back up and held onto Adele's hand as I got her bag packed for school.

She followed behind us. "Harold and I strolled down the beach and we went to this fabulous little night club called 'Beach Bungalow.' It seems like the people there are familiar with you, including the men." She glared at me evilly, like she had something on me that was going to get me out of her son's life.

"Katherine" voiced Harold in between us.

"Are you prying in my life, Katherine?" I asked her.

"I had no idea that you and Nicole were such good friends. I mean wasn't Nicole one of the owners of that club?" she asked.

I laughed just because I couldn't understand how senseless she was sounding. "What? How does that make me friends with Nicole?"

"You might have conspired all of this with her, just so you could get your way with him and then take him for everything he has" she said, "I mean weren't you engaged to one of the owner's brother. His name was John. I assume if you were engaged to this man then you would know his family and they also told me that you would accompany him to the club on a regular basis so wouldn't that make you know Nicole. You're probably just conspiring this whole marriage with Wade, just so you can take his money and then run off with your old boyfriend John."

I didn't know what to say to her, she was absolutely making no sense at all! She was talking crazy. My hands combed through my hair as I tried to calm myself and not let her get to me. "Katherine, I don't want you to talk non sense around my daughter. Like you want to protect your child, I want to protect mine. So can we please stop this conversation?"

She sneered, "Adele is not your daughter. She is my son's daughter. You can keep brainwashing her with sweet talk, but in time she'll want her real mother – too bad she's just as disappointing as you."

"Katherine!" shouted Harold, "That is enough!" He grabbed his wife's arm and pulled her upstairs toward their bedroom. I watched in awe at how she had just darted those insults at me and she did not wince one bit. I just felt like giving up. There was nothing I could do to get her to be on my side.

…..

I was quiet in the car when I drove Adele to school. She noticed that I was different to how I would normally act. I pulled toward the kerb and let a sigh out before speaking, "Have a good day at school, sweetheart." I pressed a kiss on her cheek.

Her green eyes, almost identical to Wade's stared up at me with despair, "I know you're upset Mummy."

I felt my heart churn. I didn't want my six year old daughter to worry about me, she shouldn't have to. "I'm alright" I lied, "Your grandmother is just mad at me."

"Why is she mad at you?" she asked innocently.

I blinked not really comprehending an answer, "I don't really know myself."

"Grandma hurt your feelings though, maybe you should tell Daddy. At school when someone says something mean to you they make sure that we tell someone else" she spoke.

Adele was growing much more mature than I gave her credit for. I didn't want to make her ever feel that she couldn't tell anyone something if she felt that she needed to so I just lied to her, "I'll tell him when he come's home, I don't want to stress him at work."

The truth was that I just didn't want to tell Wade. Ever. Adele smiled, "Daddy would know what to do."

"Don't worry, my darling. Everything is alright" I said.

Adele took off her seatbelt and then opened the car door and stepped onto the footpath. She slowly turned back to look at me. "I'll always think of you as my Mummy. No one else."

My face brightened with joy, "You'll always be my daughter. Don't worry about anything; enjoy your day at school."

"Bye Mum!" she called as she ran toward the school gates.

I watched her fondly, knowing that she was inside and safe.

…..

While I was at work, there were quite a few clients coming in. I couldn't believe that still the gallery was buzzing with people. I was at my desk when an aged man, wearing a fedora and glasses approached me. He had a walking stick and was dressed in a grey shirt with a white cardigan, black pants and pale blue socks that rode up to his knees, paired with black, leather loafers. I beamed as I saw him, "Hello Sir, What can I do for you?"

"Are you Harold's daughter in law? Wade's lass?" he said, a profound Scottish accent attached to it.

I felt a little worried of who this man could be and what he could possibly want. "I am…"

He grinned so hard, I could see his dentures in the back of his mouth. "It's such a pleasure to meet you, my name is Arthur McIntyre. I'm a good friend to Harold."

My eyes leapt as I tried to comprehend who he was. "Are you… Are you Drew's father?" I asked as I got a good look at his face. Those blue eyes that Arthur had behind those glasses looked awfully familiar.

He nodded, "He is indeed my son. He's still friends with your husband, as I am with your father in law."

"Yes, Wade is very fond of Drew. Those two are like brothers" I spoke.

Arthur smiled, "Wade is a good boy though and since they were little he's been getting my son out of trouble."

I chuckled, "Drew still means well."

He sighed, "I don't know if I'll be alive to see him settle down."

"I'm sure you will."

Arthur shrugged his shoulders, "But anyway, the reason I came down here was to see you. I'm a big art lover and collector and Harold told me to fly here to see you. I must say I'm very pleased with what I see."

"You are?" I said placing my palm to my chest.

He nodded, "I had to hurry though. I see Harold has been telling everyone about you. I can see how busy this place is."

I raised an eyebrow, "Harold has been telling everyone what?"

Arthur looked at all the clients around us, "These people are friends with Harold."

I stared at them and realised that all of the people who were buying my paintings or visiting the gallery were all pretty elderly. I should have known. I was very flattered that Harold had gone out of his way to tell his friends about me. "I guess I owe Harold a thank you."

Arthur shook his head, "No dear, we all need to thank him for having such a talented daughter in law. He allowed us to be able to see your beautiful art."

My cheeks turned red from flattery and part embarrassment. "Thank you so much."

"I wish my son had told me about you" he said.

"Oh that's okay" I said, knowing that I was the last thing on Drew's mind. While Wade had assured me that Ivana was indeed out of Drew's life and had left the country I still knew that the Scotsman thoughts were still consumed about the next woman he was going to take care of. And by take care of I do mean – have sex with and then leave. "I'm glad Harold could allow us to meet" I said sweetly.

Arthur smiled, "I do as well, lass. I'm thinking of buying something for our study room in Glasgow."

I noticed that Layla was now free, I came out from behind the desk and took Arthur's arm and led him toward her. "Well Sir, my assistant Layla can help you out greatly. She has a great eye for art and she's British."

Arthur smiled at the adorable British woman as she gleamed back at him. She seemed to be feeling a lot better than last night, although I wanted to know how it went with her and Sheamus, I didn't seem to find a free moment. I remembered that I was to meet Natalya. I glanced at the clock and knew that I was late.

"Meeting Natalya" spoke Layla softly.

I nodded, "I'll just be about half an hour." I then looked at Arthur, "Nice to have you here, Sir. I hope you find something for your home."

"I think I will, lass" he spoke. I left the two and grabbed my bag and coat sprinted to my car to drive to the café that was just before her medical centre. Once I parked the car, I glanced at my mobile and seeing the missed calls and messages. I immediately knew that she was already there.

I paced inside and spotted her sitting at a table with a cup of coffee in front of her. "Sorry I'm late, but the gallery has been just buzzing" I puffed as I sat down across from her.

"That's alright" she said smiling, "I'm sorry I kept calling you. I'm just starving." She guiltily touched her stomach.

"So am I," I said as I flicked through the menu.

A waiter approached us, "What can I get you, ladies?" he asked politely.

"I'll have the club sandwich with fries and salad" spoke Natalya.

"I'll just have the same, with just a glass of water" I said, not really caring what I ate as long as something got into my stomach. The waiter nodded and took our menus. "You'll never guess who I was just chatting to."

Natalya leaned in intently, "Who?"

"Arthur McIntyre… Drew's father" I spoke, "He's an art collector and is here from Scotland to see my stuff."

"Wow Lea" said Natalya happily, "That's impressive. Did Drew tell him about you?"

I shook my head, "Harold did. I have to say it makes me feel really flattered."

"I'm glad at least one of your in-laws seems to take a liking to you. He must really think you're good to call Arthur to fly all the way here" she said, "Katherine on the other hand just sounds like she needs a good slap."

"They both came back this morning and she insulted me in front of Adele, the poor girl was so worried about me. I had to assure her that I was fine before she went to school. She's only six and she shouldn't have to see her real grandmother and me arguing. I hate this and I have to say, I hate Katherine" I spoke sighing.

Natalya then remembered her conversation that she had with Wade last night. "You really are a good mother to Adele, Lea" she spoke, "Everyone who knows you guys can see how much you love her and think of her as if she came from you."

A small smile came over my face, "Thanks but Katherine was just disgusted by me, this morning. She kept saying these insane things – like really insane! It was like Katherine was on drugs or something."

"What did she say?" asked Natalya who looked concern.

"She was saying that I was friends with Wade's ex-wife and that I was conspiring against him to take his money away from him and take his daughter. She was saying that I was going to run off with my boyfriend – John."

Natalya looked baffled, "Um… but John hasn't been your boyfriend for a long, long time and John is married and has a baby on the way. Maybe she needs a doctor?"

"I don't know Nat. I have to say that I was a little worried about these conspiracies that she's talking about. But the worst was when she said that later Adele would want Nicole back and that it was too bad that I am just as disappointing as her." It hurt to even repeat it.

The Canadian leaned in closer and shook her head, "Promise me, you will not listen to anything that this woman has got to say. What does she know about being a parent? She hasn't seen Wade in years and now she wants to put her frustration on you because she's probably jealous that you seem to make her son and granddaughter happy and she simply cannot, no matter how much she tries. You're a good person and don't let her make you feel otherwise."

"Thank you. You're a very good person as well" I said smiling back. I knew Natalya could lift me back up.

She gleamed, "Thank you."

"How was the rest of your birthday?" I asked, "Did Randy get you a special present?" I really wanted to know how she felt about the tickets, that he told me about last night.

Immediately her lips curved at the sound of his name. "He bought me a place ticket to Canada!" she exclaimed, "He told me that he could see that I was missing my family and friends. Which to be honest I was. I mean every time I saw you with your Dad, I was missing my own."

"That's understandable" I said. "I know you're very close with your Dad."

She nodded. "But I'd love it even more if Randy came with me. I'd be a little lost without him."

I was now baffled. "He's not going with you?"

She shook her head, "He only bought one ticket. I don't want to come with me if he doesn't want too."

I grinned at her; she had no idea why I was smiling so much. These two were adorable; clearly there was a lot of love here. "You don't him to come, because you think he doesn't want to. He doesn't want to go because he thinks that you might not want him to go."

Natalya was surprised, "He thinks I wouldn't want him to come?"

"Yeah, he told me last night that he got you the ticket to go home. He bought one for himself but he didn't want to go if you didn't want him too. Maybe he thought meeting your family… you might have felt that it was too soon."

"I didn't think of it like that. I just wanted him to meet the people that I care about and for them to meet him" she said, "Plus it's Canada, so it's double as cold as it is here and I need him to cuddle me at night."

I laughed, "That is also a valid reason."

She smirked, "But if he had a ticket then why didn't he tell me?"

"Randy might seem all assertive and confident but ever since I've known him when it comes to women he becomes very cautious and to be honest… fragile. He obviously just wants to make you happy and doesn't want to scare you or anything. You'll just have to just hint it to him that you'd want him to come with you and he'll open up" I explained. My eyes suddenly turned to the waiter as he brought our food over.

"I just never thought Randy could be so reluctant" she spoke. Our meals were placed in front of us and we dug in.

"You have a relationship with Ivana and she just ruins everything for you" I said, "Explains how horrible Drew has turned out."

Natalya giggled, "But he kind of was already ruined."

"You're right. Maybe they were perfect for each other" I said.

Natalya tried to revolve the conversation back to the topic of me trying to get pregnant again. "So… you and Wade looked pretty hot and heavy last night."

I almost choked on my food, "We did?" I slowly drank some water.

"Yeah! You two were making out like teenagers; I mean some of my guests were a little worried that they were about to witness a live sex celebration" she said as she chewed on a chip.

I blushed in embarrassment. "Oh my god."

"It's alright. But I know you and Wade were having some strife before but… are you two having sex?"

"We used to all the time but then we kind of stopped" I said, my face then brightened, "Until last night!"

"Last night!" she said excitedly.

"Yeah, it was great. We hadn't been like in a while" I said, "He even said that he thought that we might have made a baby – of course I don't really believe so. But it's sweet of him to think so."

"Why do you think that?" she asked, "You have as equal chance as any other woman in having a baby."

"Because… I would check all the time before and it would always say that I'm not" I said, defeat forming in my voice. "I feel acceptance if this doesn't happen for me, I have my angel Adele. Sure having a baby of my own would mean the world to me but if it doesn't happen then I'm fine."

"I understand, but maybe if you guys do keep trying then it can happen. If it can happen once it can happen again" she assured me, "I will do everything I can to make this happen for you guys."

"Thank you Natalya, I'll keep trying but if it doesn't happen then don't feel any guilt. You've been such a good friend to us and you've been keeping my best friend very happy. I don't even need to worry about him anymore because he has you."

She shrugged her shoulders, "He can still be tough to handle. I mean he still won't apologize to your husband for the way he acted the other night."

"They'll just never be able to get along. From the start they've hated each other and now probably till the end" I said, "At least we can still be hanging out that's all I care about. You are always welcome to come over to see us."

"You're definitely most welcome to see Randy and I" she said, "It'll be a little sad without Wade but we'll have to make it work."

"Adele will definitely miss Randy" I said softly, "But I'll bring her with me to see you guys."

Natalya nodded, "Randy misses Adele too."

…..

The day at work was done and I was on my way home. Not looking forward to it at all. I remembered that Adele and Phil's wedding was the day after tomorrow and so I would need energy for that. I quietly walked inside, hoping that no one would notice me and that I could just fall into bed. As I made my way up the stairs, I spotted Harold by himself in his and Katherine's bedroom. He shot up with glee when he saw me, "Back from work, Lea?"

I nodded as I stood in the corridor. "A man named Arthur McIntyre came into the gallery today; he bought four of my artworks and is now flying back to Scotland."

"Arthur McIntyre? Oh he's a good friend of mine; his son went to school with Wade" he joked, "You must be pretty great to have him fly here and buy something."

I smiled, "Thank you. I know that you told him about me and all those other people. That's why the gallery has been getting so much attention. Because of you."

"No dear. Because of you" he said his face then turning glum. "I'm very, very sorry about my wife. She had no right to talk to you like that."

"It's really alright Harold. I understand that maybe I might remind her of Nicole and she's just being protective of Wade" I said. "You don't need to apologize."

"Trust me – you don't remind me of Nicole, at all" he said.

"Thank god" I said quietly. I smiled again and then left him and walked into Adele's bedroom. Wade was in there with her, the two were playing with some teddy bears. I have no idea what Wade was pretending to be, but it was nice to watch.

He then shot his eyes up as he heard the door creak open. He cleared his throat and placed the teddy bear that he was holding on the floor. Adele turned around and smiled, "Hello Mummy, Daddy and I are playing with my teddy bears."

I closed the door behind me as I walked and sat near Adele and then smirked at Wade, "I see that." It just felt nice to be with the two people who meant the most to me and it was just us. I pulled my legs in and wrapped my knees in my arms and watched on.

Wade put his hand on my knee, "Are you alright, beautiful?"

"Better now" I said.

Wade grinned, "I bet you do, now that old man McIntyre spent a fortune on your paintings."

My eyes widened, "How do you know?"

"He came to my office to see me and tell me how proud he was of me and my wife, then he scolded Drew so much. It was quite embarrassing for him" he said, "It was fun to watch."

I giggled as I had the picture in my head. "Poor Drew."

Wade turned to Adele, "Sweetheart, how about you let Molly know that your mother is home so we can have dinner."

"Yes Daddy" she said as she slowly got up and walked toward the door.

"Hey!" he called out to her. She spun around and walked back. "I had fun playing with the teddy bears" he said as he kissed her cheek. Adele laughed and then left us.

I smiled after watching the two. "You're so good with her. You know it kind of turns me on when you act all soft like that."

He blushed. "So you don't like it when I'm rough with you?" His hands pressed to my neck as he kissed me hard.

I pulled away and felt absolutely winded. "No, I like that too" I said softly.

He smiled and then kissed my cheek, "I'll be downstairs. I'll let you freshen up." He left me in Adele's room. How I wished I could just stay in this room, I picked up one of the teddy bears and clutched it to my chest. I just didn't want to face Katherine. I was exhausted of it and to be honest, I felt like she was breaking me.

….

I slowly walked over to the dining table where everyone else was sitting already. I sighed as I took a seat, noticing that Katherine was sitting at the table as well. Luckily Harold was sitting in between us. I glanced across and saw Wade smiling back at me that made me feel somewhat at ease. I placed some salad in my plate and handed it down to Harold. He shook his head, not wanting it. I noticed that Katherine didn't have anything in her plate so I offered, "Would you like some salad Katherine?"

She stared up at me like I had asked her something ridiculous like for her to drink poison. "Obviously I want it. I've been starving; we've been all waiting for you!"

Everyone went silent.

I didn't know how to react. "I'm sorry- Everyone could have eaten earlier, you didn't have to wait for me."

"Now we had to wait for you. Couldn't you come home earlier? It's not like you're doing anything that impressive anyway" she spoke cruelly.

"Mother, what are you doing?" said Wade.

"I'm just trying to make you see that she's doing nothing but use you" she said as she turned to Wade.

"I'm not using him. Are they your son's paintings that are getting sold?" I argued.

"Well you used his money to get them out of your little garage and then put them somewhere to be sold" she rebutted.

I felt my blood boil so hot that it felt like my skin was going to pop open. "What is the matter with you? Why do you hate me so much? I've done nothing but be nice to you!"

"I see right through you, Lea" she said, "You may have used this goody too shoes act to creep your way into marrying my son but don't think you'll ever get my blessing."

"Who are you too give me a blessing anyway! You showed your son the door when he needed you most and now you're acting like you're mother of the year!" I yelled. My voice then grew soft as I felt tears brimming in my eyes. "Maybe you'll see that all I've done is love your son and granddaughter and they love me."

Katherine shook her head, "My son and granddaughter deserve so much better than you."

I stared out to the people sitting on the table as tears fell down my cheek. All of them had their heads down including Wade. Adele was sobbing.

I looked at her, "I'm sorry honey, but I can't live with this woman anymore!" I spun around and ran up the stairs.

"Lea? Lea!" called Wade as he left his seat to run after me. "Lea!"