Chapter 55. Doubts

Bree’s POV

Victoria came back to the living room with an album in her hands. I got up from my seat to sit beside her, and she started showing me all kinds of pictures—family, Hayden, and her. Most of the pictures were mostly of little Hayden. He was very cute; there was a picture of Hayden all naked, playing in the mud with his dad trying to pull him out.

I laughed at this; my gaze lifted up to look at the said boy, and I found exactly where I left him. Hands folded together in his chest, pouting. I laughed at his adorable face before returning to the album in front of me.

I flipped the page of the album, and my eyeballs almost fell out of the socket. It was a picture of Hayden in a pink dress as a tiara. I laughed, pointing at Hayden. There was a glimmer of tears in my eyes as I fell to the floor, laughing my ass out.

I looked at Hayden to find him still glaring at me, looking all grumpy. “You never told me you were into princesses and tiaras.”