72 Chapter 72

72 Chapter 72

Seraphina’s POV 1

The elevator ride down from Damien’s office felt surreal, like I was moving through a dream that might shatter at any moment. My hand

was clasped firmly in his, our fingers intertwined in a way that felt both completely natural and impossibly precious. Every few seconds, I

found myself stealing glances at his profile, searching for signs of the masked stranger from that magical night five years ago.

Now that I knew, I could see it everywhere. The strong line of his jaw, the way his hair caught the light, the confident set of his

shoulders. But most of all, it was his scent-that intoxicating blend of sandalwood and masculine power that had haunted my dreams for

years. How had I not recognized it immediately?

“Are you okay?” Damien asked softly as we stepped out into the parking garage, his thumb tracing gentle circles on the back of my hand.

I looked up at him, this man who was simultaneously a stranger and the most important person in my world, and felt tears threaten

again. “I don’t know,” I admitted honestly. “This is all so overwhelming. Five years, Damien. We missed five years.”

“But we have now,” he said, stopping beside his car to face me fully. His free hand came up to cup my cheek, and I leaned into his touch

instinctively. “We have now, and we have Adrian, and we have the rest of our lives to make up for lost time.”

“What are we going to tell Adrian?” I asked suddenly, the practical concerns finally catching up with the emotional whirlwind. “How do

we explain this to a five-year-old?”

Damien’s smile was soft and wondering. “We tell him the truth. That his daddy has been looking for him and his mommy for a very long

time, and now we’re finally together.”

When we pulled up in front of my building, I could see Adrian’s face pressed against the third-floor window, his breath fogging the glass

as he waited for me to come home. The moment he spotted us, he disappeared from view, and I knew he’d be racing down the stairs to

meet us.

Sure enough, the building’s front door burst open before we even reached it, and Adrian launched himself into my arms with the kind of

fierce enthusiasm that only children possessed.

“Mommy!” he exclaimed, wrapping his small arms around my neck. “You’re home! And Mr. Damien came with you!”

soap and sunshine. Over his head, I caught Damien’s eyes,

his face-wonder, love, and a fierce

of us with those

and

hold of his hand, “Mr. Damien

important”

always did when

not in trouble” I assured him quickly. “It’s

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was waiting in the doorway with a knowing smile on

joined hands and the emotional residue that probably

had an interesting

barely contained emotion, “you’re

Adrian. The three of us settled on the small couch in my living room,

focused entirely on our

but serious, “do you remember how you’ve

said he didn’t know about

watching our son with such intensity it took

looking for us this whole time. He just didn’t know

He was looking for

carefully. “Do you remember how you always said Mr. Damien

and forth between us, his quick mind already putting pieces together.

eyes too…”

baby.” The tears were coming again, but these were tears of pure joy. “Adrian, Mr. Damien isn’t just Mr. Damien.

daddy. Your real daddy.”

stared at us both, his small face cycling through

speaking too loudly might break

confirmed,

nearly knocked him off the couch. Small arms wrapped around

son’s muffled voice say, “I knew it! I knew you felt like my

up to wrap around Adrian, and the expression

completely, I buried my face in my hands and sobbed, releasing all

hope I’d carried for so

back from Damien to look at me with

tears, baby,” I managed through my sobs.

you happy too, Daddy?” Adrian asked, trying out

was so thick with emotion he could barely speak. “I’m the happiest

kitchen doorway with tears in her own eyes,

smile, “I guess this means I need to upgrade my ‘World’s Best

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