Chapter 98 All For Her

• Williams' POV
• I stared at the little girl sitting on the edge of the couch, her tiny hands clutching a stuffed bear that looked as depressed as she did. Her big, teary eyes were red from crying, and every attempt I made to cheer her up had failed miserably. I’d tried everything—cartoons, toys, even a whole tray of cookies. But nothing could replace Allison in her tiny world.
• "Mary, maybe you can try?" I asked, my voice edged with desperation as I glanced at my maid. Mary was kind and experienced, practically a child-whisperer. If anyone could reach this little girl, it would be her.