Erica's POV

"Mummy, I am hungry," Molly's demands jolted me out of my thoughts. I looked around and that was when I noticed the mess I have made in the room.

The party is in a few minutes and this baby of mine has littered the floor. I sighed helplessly and then faced her.

"What does my baby want?" I asked then chuckled lightly. I carried her gently towards the kitchen and fed her.

It didn't take long before I returned to the room and cleaned the mess. I stared at my beautiful daughter as an unquenchable feeling brew up inside me.

This is my daughter. I'll make sure that...