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.

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

Athena. How are you holding up? You just ran off the other day. Is everything okay?" She changes the subject and doesn't ask me about why I was crying, and I'm grateful for it. Honestly, I don't

all I can

he?" She takes my hand as she gestures

to let them know. But first, I need to do the DNA

here, I needed Rayen's hair, or anything

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

but I think I need that toothbrush, but how

some. It shatters you, but you keep going." I finally respond

depressing. But you're the

said I can

work on the designs while my best friend gets a tour of a bedroom." Sloane laughs, and

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

big guy!" I stand,

guess it won't be so hard to get that

continues to jump

pattering against the floor as he grabs my hand and tugs me down the hallway. He's practically bouncing, his green eyes sparkling as he

is it!" he declares proudly, his arms

Okay, maybe it is!

room is

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

high-end catalogs. Drones,

And he's only three.

favorite," he says, picking up a talking dinosaur and pressing

is so pure that it brings tears back to my eyes, but I blink

"You've got

oozing from every inch of his tiny frame. "Granny says I

Of course she does.

of the

of what he'll get for his eighteenth

Probably half the country.

he explains

way over average and extremely

he announces suddenly and dashes off to the attached bathroom, the door swinging

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