Chapter 114

"Dr Dawson!" Rayen- my son runs towards me, and I kneel with open arms.

As he runs, my heart tags in disappointment with myself.

How could I not have seen it?

The black hair, the birthmark.

He looks like the spitting image of Alex, but still, I should have known.

"I'm much better! I missed you so much." He buries his head in my chest, and something tugs at my heart strings and tears begin to fall.

I pull him closer, clinging to him like I've just surfaced from drowning. My fingers thread through his hair, and the first sob slips past my lips. Then another.

Silent at first, then louder, more broken. Tears stream down my cheeks, hot and blinding.

I can't stop.

Because for the first time in years, I'm holding him not as a child I've doted on, but as my son.

And he doesn't even know he's mine.

I know I haven't confirmed it yet, but I'm more sure of it this time than I ever was.

Rayen pulls back, his little fingers brushing my face with concern wrinkling his three-year-old forehead.

"Did something bad happen?" he asks, blinking up at me with those wide, innocent eyes.

I shake my head, forcing a watery smile, cupping his cheek with trembling hands. "No, sweetheart... something good. Something really, really good happened."

His lips part to ask more, but before he can, the front door creaks open behind us. Ariana steps out, followed by Sloane, her sunglasses perched in her hair and a knowing grin tugging at her lips.

Sloane is a beauty. With blonde hair and a body to die for. She looks like she works out a lot. She flashes me her beautiful smile, and I just know she's about to spew nonsense,

"Well damn," Sloane says, leaning on the doorway with crossed arms. "The way those tears are falling, one would think this is some dramatic mother-and-son reunion."

I glance up slowly, my eyes meeting hers. I wipe the tears and give them an apologetic smile.

showing she's not pleased. She glares at her before walking

okay?" She changes the subject and doesn't ask me about why I was crying, and I'm grateful for it.

Is all I

hand as she gestures at Rayen, and my

first, I need to do

why I came here, I needed Rayen's hair, or anything

at the hospital? I hope lan isn't being too hard on you."

Have the hair samples in my hand, but I think I need that toothbrush, but how the

you know. You save some and lose some. It shatters you, but you

depressing. But you're the

Come I show you my new room! Granny said I can have one here, too." Rayen tugs on my

on the designs while my best

we'll leave you two to it." She stands, and

guy!" I stand,

be so hard to get that toothbrush

to jump

as he grabs my hand and tugs me down the hallway. He's practically

is it!" he declares proudly,

Okay, maybe it is!

room is huge

neatly made bed with cartoon sheets, a mountain of plushies stacked at the corner, and a whole wall filled with shelves

in high-end catalogs. Drones,

And he's only three.

up a talking dinosaur and pressing a button. It

pure that it brings tears back to my eyes,

say softly. "You've got

at me, pride oozing from every inch of his tiny frame. "Granny says I can

Of course she does.

first grandson of the

what he'll get

Probably half the country.

more minutes as he explains what each

way over average

suddenly and dashes off to the attached bathroom, the door

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