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had their parents let it
happen? And where the hell were they?
    The thought that his parents might be in
Sydney for the birth sent panic rushing through his veins. As much
as he wanted to see his sister, he couldn’t risk running into them,
especially his father. The rage he’d felt for so long against the
man who’d been responsible for throwing him out hadn’t abated with
time. If anything, the possibility that Ray Dawson was a few mere
miles away sent renewed anger surging straight to his brain.
    For his mother, he felt nothing but
contempt. Right from the beginning, she’d treated him like a slave,
but as far as Cam was concerned, it was his dad who bore the blame
for putting him out. His dad could have stood up to his mother. His
dad could have told her no. But he hadn’t. Instead, at his mother’s
insistence, he’d turned his back on his son. He’d taken the
coward’s way out and had asked Cam to leave…
    A hand on his arm startled him and brought
him crashing back to the present. He blinked rapidly in an effort
to clear his mind of the bitter memories.
    “Are you all right, Cam?” Bryce stared at
him with a look of concern and tightened his hold on Cam’s arm.
    “Yeah… Yeah, I’m fine.” Cam pulled away from
Bryce’s hold and turned away, making an effort to calm his
breathing and slow his racing heart. “You surprised me, that’s all.
I was a little taken aback when you mentioned my sister. And a
baby…” He shook his head. “It’s a bit much to take in.”
    “Of course, I understand. I’m sorry. I
didn’t know. When Chanel asked me if I knew you, of course I told
her yes. She asked me to pass on the information about your sister.
Georgie’s concerned about her. She indicated you were her only
family and with her being so young with a new baby… I guess Georgie
and the other hospital staff wanted to make sure she and the child
were going to be okay.”
    Cam nodded, his lips compressed. His anger
had once again been stowed away in the dark pit of his gut, where
he’d kept it hidden for so long. “It’s all right, Bryce. I get it.
She’s sixteen with a newborn. She needs help.”
    Bryce shrugged. “I’m just the messenger. Do
with it what you will.”
    Cam’s thoughts suddenly snared on something
Bryce had said. He frowned at his colleague. “Did you say Cynthia
told this midwife I was her only family?”
    “Yeah, I’m sure that’s what Chanel said.
That’s why it seemed so important to let you know. Apparently,
she’s likely to be discharged tomorrow or the next day at the
latest and Georgie wanted to know she had someone looking out for
her and the baby.”
    Cam’s frown deepened. If Cynthia told the
nurses she didn’t have any other family, perhaps his parents
weren’t at the hospital, like he’d assumed. Surely if they were,
the midwife wouldn’t have any reason to ask his sister about
family. Yes, the more he thought about it, the more he was sure
Cynthia had gone to the hospital alone.
    A pang of distress ripped through him at the
thought of his little sister going through something as momentous
as the birth of her child all alone. At least, he assumed she’d
been alone.
    “What about the father of the baby? Surely,
he must be in the picture?”
    Bryce shook his head. “I don’t know anything
about the father. Chanel didn’t mention him.”
    Cam drew in a deep breath that expanded his
chest, and then exhaled. More than a decade ago, he’d vowed never
to revisit the past. He’d mourned the loss of his little sister,
but she’d been collateral damage. She’d been too young to take with
him. At the time, his only hope had been that she’d be treated
better than he had and that perhaps their adoptive parents would
show her a little more love and kindness than they had their only
son.
    But what if it hadn’t worked out that
way? What if that bitch of a mother had transferred her wicked
attitude toward Cynthia? And what if his father still hadn’t found
the