Then Harrison took one slow step forward. His voice barely came out.
“Chloe…”
I turned toward him. And for the first time in five years, I saw real fear in his eyes.
Because he had just understood the impossible.
The messages that ended our marriage had never been about another man. And from the way he stared at those boys, he was finally beginning to realize what he had truly lost…
Part 2: For a moment, the old Harrison seemed to flicker through—the man she had loved before pride and suspicion destroyed them. Then his mask returned.
“I want to talk.”
“I want to take my sons home.”
His eyes flashed. “Our sons.”
The air changed.
Leo looked up. “Our?”
Harrison realized his mistake too late.
“Mom,” Leo asked carefully, “is he our dad?”
