Chapter 5

• Jayda's POV
• "We'll continue our search for your car tomorrow and I'm glad you placed a sticker on your car, it would be easy to recognize." He told me and I nodded.
• He was definitely right and wrong at the same time. It would be difficult to find because of the huge amount of cars in New York and it would be somehow easy to find because of the sticker I placed on the car. "Don't you think the thief would remove the sticker?"
• "That's a good question but he wouldn't, he can't possibly remove a sticker of God from your car."
• "And what if he's not a Christian?" I inquired.
• Daniel shrugged and stopped the bike. "We'll figure that out tomorrow, have a great evening." He answered and climbed the bike.
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• As I waved Daniel goodbye, I was left alone on the street. My tears stopped for a second and I noticed a young girl of about six years of age leaning on her school's gate.
• I wanted to leave but she was looking dejected and lonely. I didn't want to leave without knowing what was wrong with her. Walking towards her, I noticed tears in her eyes and I could definitely relate, I had just lost my car and I wanted to cry.
• "Hey," I called out and she looked at me. After staring at me for a few seconds, she took her eyes off me and stared at the floor. "I'm not a kidnapper and it's alright to chat with me." I assured her with a bright smile .
• "Go away from me." She murmured and I sat down near her.
• "Believe me, I'm not a kidnapper. What's wrong?"
• She scanned through my face again before answering. "My dad didn't come to pick me up from school and the school bus left without me because I was grounded at school."
• I felt bad for her, why was she having an irresponsible dad that couldn't even come to her school to pick her up? "I'm really sorry about that. Maybe he's a little bit busy at work."
• She scoffed. "He's not busy."
• How was she sure? Maybe her father was probably a drunkard or a jobless man. "What's your name, sweetheart?" I inquired.
• "My name's Kelly Jefferson." She answered, giving me a sweet smile.
• Why was the surname familiar? It was exactly my ex-husband's surname even though I knew people also used that name. I brushed off the thought that she was Henry's daughter. Kelly's absolutely one of the best names I've ever heard.
• "You look really beautiful."
• "Thanks, what about your mother?" I asked her
• Her face darkened with sadness. "She probably doesn't know she has a child, I don't even know her."
• Tears rolled down my cheeks. Who wouldn't want to have a beautiful daughter? Why would her mom abandon her? That was really bad and I felt really sorry for her. Growing up without a motherly love was one of the worst experiences ever for a small child. "I 'm really sorry for reminding you of your past." I apologized.
• "It's alright, I don't care anyway about her." She retorted and I swallowed hard around the lump of emotion in my throat.
• "I totally understand."
• "And you? Do you have a child?"
• I shook my head . "Well, I was pregnant and I lost my child. My husband fixed the blame on me and I had to request for a divorce."
• She nodded with a sigh. "That might have been really hard for you. The pain of losing a child must have been tough for you to bear." She said.
• "I know, right."
• "Can you please take me to my dad's house?" She pleaded.
• I shrugged . "My car got stolen today, I would have driven you to your dad's house and ....."
• She interrupted and pointed to a bus heading towards our direction. "I'm so lucky, that's the school bus." She announced excitedly.
• "That's awesome."
• When the bus stopped in front of us, she looked at me with a smile and hoped in. After a few seconds, she came down from the bus and looked at me. "Can I kindly know your name?" She asked and softened her eyes.
• There was no way I could refuse her. "I'm Jayda." I murmured.
• "We'll definitely meet again." She replied and climbed the school bus.
• Henry's POV
• I was really excited to see my daughter pull me in for a hug. Even though I raised her alone, she was the best thing that had ever happened to my life.
• "Daddy, why didn't you come to pick me up from school?" She asked.
• I shrugged. "Things got bad today at the site, I had to hand two criminals to the cops."
• "Hope you aren't injured?" She inquired.
• I shook my head with a broad smile. "I'm not injured." I answered and slumped down on the sofa switching on the TV.
• "Daddy, I made a new friend sofa ." She suddenly announced joyfully as she sat down on the sofa near me.
• "A new friend?" I inquired and she nodded. When did Kelly start making new friends? My friend's son was the only friend that Kelly had because she hated getting close to people.
• "When will I get to meet this new friend?' I asked her.
• "I don't know but she said her name's Jayda."
• My heart skipped a beat. Why did images of my ex-wife flash into my memory as soon as he called that name. "Jayda , did she tell you her surname?" I asked immediately.
• She shook her head and walked towards the dining table. "Kelly, I told you not to talk to strangers."
• "She's different. Her car got stolen and she was also sad."
• I heaved a sigh of relief. The Jayda I knew would never buy a car because she didn't even know how to drive. She hated anything that had to do with plying on the road. "Alright, I can't wait to meet this new friend of yours."
• "She's really entertaining and nice, I wish you've seen her before. You'll fall in love with her at first sight, she's beautiful and intelligent." She replied with a bright smile.