POV: Roman Blake Voss

The paper was in my small hands. I looked at it carefully because it felt very important. I could see my name written on it. Not just the name I already knew, but a new name. A big name. The same name as Daddy Lucian. That made me feel special inside.

I was sitting on the big couch in the living room. The couch was soft and wide, and I crossed my legs like Mommy taught me to do. My tongue stuck out a little as I tried to trace the letters with my finger, just like Mommy showed me before. The letters looked long and...