The movement he heard the news, Darren didn't even come home. Days passed, and he remained absent drinking more then ever.
Kristen ( Grandma )
A girl... A girl won't carry the Stevenson name.
She scoffed, but when she saw how much her husband and sons adored the baby, her resentment softened.
The youngest uncle was especially attached, often sneaking into Naya's room just to play with the child.
Nanson Stevenson
She's so small... Look at her tiny fingers! *laughs*
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Mr. Stevenson
A child is a blessing Kristen, boy or girl.
Slowly, Kristen’s harshness faded. She would still complain about Naya, still taunt her, but she never let anyone mistreat the baby. Over time, she grew fond of her granddaughter, even if she never admitted it openly.
But darren? He was different.
When he finally returned, the house was quiet. Naya was rocking the baby to sleep when he walked in, reeking of alcohol.
Darren Stevenson
You must be happy. You trapped me, and now gave me something useless. *mocking tone*
Naya Stevenson
*hold the baby tight*
She's your daughter.
Darren Stevenson
I didn't asked for her.❄️
his words were a knife to the heart. But Naya refused to cry. She had learned that tears only made things worse.
From that day on, he never once held his daughter. Never asked about her. Never acknowledged her.
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