Violet's pov.

I stared down at Vince's sleeping form. I still had not gotten used to the fact that I was his biological mother. Of course I'd always felt the connection between us was more than just stepmother and stepson but never in my wildest dream did I think I could possibly be his biological mother.

I was still mad at my father, in fact the mention of his name got me annoyed.

He had betrayed me in the worst way and I couldn't possibly find it in me to even want to look at him. I still couldn't remember anything that had happened that year and the notion pissed...