Chapter 4 - I Order Luca To Step Back From My Children
I stood up slowly from my velvet chair, placing my napkin beside my plate with deliberate care.
“You need to step away from our table right now, Luca,” I commanded, stepping in front of the twins.
“Nia, are these... are these my children?” he asked, his voice shaking in a way the business world had never seen.
“They are my children, Luca,” I answered sharply, refusing to validate his sudden claim to fatherhood.
“They have my eyes, Nia; look at them, they have my entire face!” he insisted, taking a desperate step forward.
“You forfeited the right to look at their faces the night you walked out on our marriage,” I snapped back.
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Leo tugged nervously on the hem of my silk blouse, whispering, “Mommy, why is that man shouting?”
Hearing my son’s voice broke something fragile inside Luca, and a single tear escaped down his cheek.
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