Chapter 46 - Malia (1)
Keith flew my daughter in a chartered plane to New York like he said he would. She landed at seven in the morning, looking pale. One of Keith's security carries her out of the plane and when she sees me, her eyes are red and she's sniffling, her little hands reaching for me.
"Sweetie, what's wrong?" I immediately took her in my arms and inspect her from head to toe, so worried that she had gotten hurt somewhere.
"My tummy hurts." Gianna buries her face in my neck and clings onto me tightly.
Keith peers at her, rubbing her back as he looks at his guard who promptly reports that she had a milkshake on board and he didn't know she wasn't supposed to have dairy. While I believe that we can build her tolerance for dairy, I want to do that at home so her intake will be controlled and her reaction will be monitored. I don't say anything even though I'm pissed, but Keith reprimands the man while I bring Gianna to the backseat of the car.