Cassia POV
I drummed my fingers on the table as I waited for my lawyer to come. Sipping my water, I noticed that I dropped some on my blouse, and wiped them away. I surprisingly lost weight, really fast. I needed to, after all, if I was going to be a model.

I turned on my phone and immediately regretted it because buzzed at least 14 times. I saw 11 calls and 6 texts.

Daniel: Cass please don't do this.

Daniel: Missed Call (11) 12:32 pm

Daniel: Cassia call me.

Daniel: Don't do this.

Daniel: Please come home! I love you. Okay?

I sighed and put my phone down.

Swirling my straw lazily, I anxiously waited.

A woman, dressed in a suit, sat down in front if me.

"Cassia? Are you sure about this?" She asked.

"I'm sure. It's for the better good." I answered.

She sighed, and slid the file over.

" Have these ready by tomorrow. At 8, the agency will be over for pickup." She said, and left the coffee house.

Sighing, I left a tip and exited.

Opening the door to my car, I saw the car seat.

I shook my head.

"You can do this. You need to." I repeated.

It became a mantra. I gripped the steering wheel and pulled up to my apartment.

I handed the keys to valet, and stepped inside the elevator.

I skimmed through the documents as I waited for my stop at the penthouse.

I calmly walked in, setting my purse down.

Daniel walked in with the baby.

"How can you do this?" He asked, his voice full of emotions.

I grabbed a basket, and placed all the bibs and blankets in there.

"Because. I'm starting my career. And you are too. " I stated, nonchalantly.

Daniel placed the sleeping baby in the bassinet.

"But we can do this! Cassia, I really really love this. I never thought I'd like being a dad, but it's wonderful." He said.

I set the baskets down, and walked into the kitchen, and began collecting the bottles.

"I'm not meant to be a mom. Fabiola has raised her, for crying out loud. Where is she? I need her help.." I murmured.

"You don't love her, do you?" He yelled.

"I do! She's just better off without me. I didn't even name her, because I knew I made my choice." I said as I placed the box with the others.

"Her name, is Emma. Fabiola quit, because she was enraged by your decision." Daniel spat.

I sighed.

"I just can't do this. Daniel, I love you. And one day, when we get married, we'll raise a family." I whispered.

His stern gaze softened and he held me tight.

I glanced to where the baby was sleeping.

She had wavy brown hair, and bright green eyes.
She also had dimples, and a chin like Harry.

"It's also because she looks like Harry, isn't it?" He whispered.

I merely stayed silent, and placed a kiss on her head.

"The adoption agency is coming tomorrow at eight.@ I said.

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Harry POV

I was lazily strolling the channels on TV,
when a news report came in.

Countless documents flooded the screen.

I stared in shock, only remembering fragments of what the news reporter said.

"Cassia Nolan"

"Supermodel"

"Baby"

"1 month"

"Adoption"

I snapped out if my trance and dialed a number.

"John? It's Harry. How can I adopt my daughter?"

Notes

What do you guys think?
I just love how attached Daniel has gotten to the baby.
Don't you?
Please get this story to 10!
• by the way I couldn't post because the site wasn't working.
Did that just happen to me? Two chapters today to make up for it! :) •