Ethan stirred in the bassinet beside me.
Nathan moved toward the door, but Daniel was already there.
“Don’t,” I said.
Both men turned toward me.
“I want to hear him.”
Nathan’s jaw tightened.
Ryan’s voice carried down the hallway.
“Emma, please! They’re lying to you! Vanessa doesn’t mean anything. I was scared. I handled it wrong, okay? But you can’t keep my son from me!”
My son.
Not our son.
The words landed exactly where they needed to land.
A nurse came inside and shut the door, muffling his voice.
“Security is removing him,” she said.
But before Ryan was pulled away, he shouted one final sentence.
One sentence that drained all the air from the room.
“Ask Daniel why he was really at the house!”
The nurse froze.
Nathan turned slowly.
Daniel’s face lost every bit of color.
I looked at him.
“What does he mean?”
Daniel said nothing.
My heartbeat began striking against the monitors.
“Daniel.”
Nathan stepped forward.
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