The morning was bright, and Mia Collins opened her sleepy eyes and turned over.
William Franklin was right beside her.
Mia didn't move, afraid of waking William.
She had never been afraid of him; she just wanted to be good to him.
She was willing to do anything that would bring him happiness and peace. She truly loved him.
William lay straight, his thick eyebrows, sharp nose, and thin lips forming a very handsome face.
She carefully turned on her side and studied him closely.
Every time she saw Rachel and Kingsly's son, Jackson, she imagined what her and William's child would look like, whether they would resemble Jackson and look just like their father.
If she and William could have a child as well-behaved and understanding as Jackson, that would be wonderful.
She sighed inwardly.
"Knock, knock, knock," a series of knocks came from the door.
Mia quickly got up, adjusted her nightgown, and opened the door.
It was Betty, the family's housekeeper.
