The Maddest Obsession (Made, #2)

by Danielle Lori

The year was 1955, and the silver was dull and cloudy. Twenty-nine years ago, when I’d stolen it from someone’s pocket, it held an optimistic shine. That shine had brought me here, to the United States, to my wife and daughter.

“You’ve been married how long now?” “A year.” To be exact, three-hundred-and-eighty-five days. I’d proposed to Gianna again with a ring, a bended knee, and even a nice dinner. She hadn’t wanted another wedding, so we’d gotten married at the courthouse. I had the date tattooed on my ribs right next to Andromeda.

“And your daughter? Katherine, isn’t it?” A smile touched my lips. “We call her Kat. She’s five months now.” To be exact, one-hundred-and-forty-eight days.

The thought of Gianna and Kat never existing without me in the picture wasn’t possible. They were a static pair. I’d merely reached into the right pocket at the right time and made them mine. “I stole someone else’s fate, Sasha.” I twisted the knob and opened the door. “And I’m not going to give it back.” She raised a brow. “And if someone comes looking for it?” A smile pulled on the corner of my lips. “Let them come.”