Alaric's sudden appearance at her doorstep, barging into her bedroom of all places, caught her completely off guard.

Her bed, always shared with her kids, was adorned with cartoon-themed sheets that screamed childhood innocence. It was a no-brainer for anyone walking in to realize kids lived there.

Back when she pretended to be Spencer's wife, she could spin tales with ease. But now that Alaric knew the truth about her and Spencer-that she was indeed single-it was clear as day to him that kids were part of the equation.

Her heart raced, panic setting in. Facing Alaric's interrogation, she initially fumbled for words, unsure how to explain her situation.

But then, she steeled herself.

Taking a deep breath, she calmed down, lifted her chin, and met Alaric's gaze with a defiant stance. "Yes, this is my secret, Alaric. Don't think just because you're the Falconer family's golden boy, you can do whatever you please!"

ready to fight tooth and nail if he dared to

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She began to retort but stopped short, realizing the implication in Alaric's words. Surprised and somewhat excited, she

to be ashamed of. Did you really think I'd judge you for having kid-like sheets,

heart, momentarily calmed by her

What was Alaric implying?

her having kids but thought she herself enjoyed the childish

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had braced herself for a showdown with Alaric, only to realize he had no

"Yes, that's my secret! Here I am, thirty years old, worried about being mocked for liking something a three-year-old would,

his opinion because she cared about

special place in your heart?"

no escape, she stared at Alaric, flustered. "Special? No, it's because you can be quite

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