Chapter 205
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“Uncle, I haven’t seen you in forever! Did you come to get a suit because Aurora told you about this place?’
Her innocent question confirmed what I suspected. Aria hadn’t been avoiding me by chance-Aurora had unknowingly revealed their
location. But I barely registered this thought as I stared at her face. How had 1 missed it? Her eyes, though a different color, had the same
shape as mine. The curve of her nose, the stubborn set of her chin-they were subtle echoes of my own features.
“Yeah, thought I might need something new,” I managed to say, my voice strangely steady despite the earthquake happening inside me.
My heart was ripping itself to shreds as I held her. This was my child. My flesh and blood. A daughter I never knew existed.
Matthew appeared behind her with a boy at his side-William, I presumed. I forced myself to look at him, and the air left my lungs.
William was practically my clone at that age, down to the way he stood, shoulders slightly back, chin raised. The resemblance was so
strong it couldn’t be coincidence or wishful thinking.
He was my son.
My gaze shot to Aria, who stood frozen, fear and resignation battling in her eyes. She knew I’d figured it out. Game over.
“William,” I said his name, trying to keep my voice from breaking as I set Aurora down and stepped toward him.
William stepped back, his young face hard with a maturity no three-year-old should possess. “I don’t want strangers touching me.”
The rejection stung worse than any business deal gone wrong or any betrayal I’d ever faced. My own son wanted nothing to do with me.
“William, that’s not polite,’ Matthew said, but there was no real rebuke in his tone.
“It’s fine,” I said, struggling to maintain my composure. “He doesn’t know me.”
‘I don’t need to,” William replied coldly. “I heard you yelling at my mom. I don’t need to know people who make my mom cry.”
The directness of his statement caught me off guard. Not only did he know who I was in relation to Aria, but he was actively protecting
her from me.
“William and Aurora have nothing to do with what’s happening between you and Mommy,” he continued, his vocabulary incredibly
advanced for his age. “Please don’t blame innocent people.”
Aurora, oblivious to the tension, tugged at my pant leg. “Uncle, are you mad? You look super duper scary. Aurora didn’t mean to make you
mad.”
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I crouched down to her level, forcing a gentle smile. I’m not mad at you, Aurora. Never at you.”
“Then why is everyone so quiet?” She looked around at our tense faces. ‘Did Aurora do something wrong? Aurora told Uncle about the
pretty dresses here. Is that bad?”
William stepped closer to his sister, placing a protective hand on her shoulder. “No, it’s not your fault. Sometimes when grown-ups want
something really badly, they forget their manners.”
The way he spoke, using simple terms but complex concepts-I recognized that too. I’d been the same way as a child, always trying to
protect those younger than me.
“Uncle just wants to talk to Mommy,” William explained to Aurora. “But if the dress doesn’t want to be chosen by him, he shouldn’t force
The metaphor wasn’t lost on me. My son was warning me to back off from Aria.
Matthew stepped forward, positioning himself between me and the children. “Blake, I think you should leave.”
1 straightened up, rage building inside me. ‘I need to speak with Aria. Alone.”
“That’s not happening,” Matthew replied firmly. “Aria is my fiancée. You have no right to demand anything from her.”
“No right?” I laughed, the sound harsh even to my own ears. “I have every right. She’s still my wife!”
The words hung in the air. Matthew’s eyes widened in shock.
“What the hell are you talking about?” he demanded.
“Ask her,” I said, gesturing toward Aria, who stood silent and pale. “We never divorced. Even after she ‘died for three years, I never
dissolved our marriage.”
Matthew turned to Aria, disbelief written across his face. “Is this true?”
Aria didn’t answer immediately, which told me everything.
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