She pursed her lips into a frown and huffed. "We never have company. Especially girls. The only one that comes is Abery and she never gets to play with me."
My heart lurched in my chest and I leaned forward. "How often do you get to see her?" I asked slowly.
She handed me a plate with small macaroni noodles on it and sighed. "It's been forever. I miss her."
"Where does she go?" I asked, trying to feel out where he may be keeping her.
"I don't know. She said she sleeps under the floor, but that's silly." She giggles at the thought and reaches out to pour me a cup of water.
I take it and give her a shaky smile. "That does sound silly. Is this your room?" I asked lookin around.
There was a tiny bed against the wall with a matching night stand and lamp sitting on top, but other than that the room seemed somewhat bare. Her toys were clustered in the corner where we sat, and I could see that her clothes were very plain and minimal.
She nodded and smiled, pointing to a picture on the night stand. "Yep! That's me and daddy. Want to see?"
I nodded and she jumped to her feet, running over to get it and bringing it back to shove into my hands. She stood beside me before finally deciding to wedge in between my arms to sit down against my side, leaning against me as she pointed to the picture. Cage stood y'all and square, not smiling as he held a young Huntleigh in his arms. She sits, snuggled into him with her arms hugged tight around his neck.
My heart swelled at the contact, amazed at her. She was already so comfortable with me and she did not seem to shy away from touch like I'd expected. Maybe he had treated her differently.
"See. That's me and that's daddy. I was only one and a half here. But...there's no mommy in the picture." Her words were suddenly sad and my heart tugged at the emotion from this little angel beside me. Had she missed having me around without even knowing it?
"I see that." I said quietly. "I'm sorry Huntleigh." I said after a moment.
"It's ok. Daddy says she left us and we're better off without her. But I don't believe him."
"You don't?" I asked shakily, putting the picture down on the floor in front of us.
Shock had frozen my mind as I stared back at her, but I managed to force words through my mouth at last. "You...think I'm your mom?"
She nodded and smiled over to me as she handed me another plate of dry macaroni noodles and cup full of water. Without noticing, I missed the cup and it dropped to the floor, spilling its contents everywhere. Her eyes widened to the size of saucers and she dropped to her knees, trying to soak up the liquid into her shirt sleeve.
"Oh no. Daddy's going to be so mad. He hates when I make messes!" She said hurriedly, her voice laced with worry.
"Huntleigh it's ok. It's just water baby. We can clean it up." I said quietly, trying to soothe her fear that I could sense rolling off of her now.
"No! Daddy spanks for spilling. He gets mad at me. I have to clean it before he comes." She said as she began to breath a little too fast.
My hands came down to stop on hers, her little face popping up to look back at me. "I'll tell him I spilled it ok. We will get it cleaned up. Don't worry I'll clean it up."
I took the hem of my shirt and began to soak up what was left of the water, watching it disappear as the floor began to dry as the door clicked open. Huntleigh squealed in fear as her eyes widened and she sat straight down on the spot that had held the spill. Cage walked in and eyed us as he took in the scene.
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