로그인POV: Lewis | EdinburghHarrison Sterling picked up on the second ring."I have been waiting for this call," his father said.Lewis stood in Eleanor's conference room while Yessica spoke quietly to Eleanor's assistant in the corridor. He kept his voice low. "You knew.""I knew Catherine was involved in something she should not have been involved in. I did not know the full scope until this morning." A pause. "Sienna Hargrave reached out to your mother fourteen months ago, Lewis. Not four. Fourteen."Lewis sat down."She came to Catherine with documentation," Harrison continued. "Photographs from Tokyo. A private investigator's report. She framed it as protecting the Sterling family from future exposure. Catherine saw it as an opportunity to gain leverage over you.""Leverage for what.""She never accepted that you chose Yessica. She wanted grounds to insert herself permanently into your household. The Rose petition was always the end goal. Ethan was the mechanism."Lewis pressed two fi
POV: Yessica | EdinburghEleanor Vance's office was on the fourth floor of a glass building in the city center. She had the kind of posture that made people sit up straighter in her presence.She had cleared her morning schedule when Lewis called at seven."Walk me through it from the beginning," Eleanor said. "Everything. No summaries."Lewis laid it out in order. The Whitmore envelope. Regina's phone call. Catherine's six months of visits. Sienna Hargrave as the connecting point.Eleanor did not take a single note. She listened with both hands folded on the desk, and when Lewis finished, she was quiet for four seconds."Sienna Hargrave is a board partner at Whitmore and Associates," Eleanor said. "The same firm filing the paternity claim against you.""Correct.""Then we have a conflict of interest argument that could suspend the entire filing until the court investigates the firm's financial ties to this case." She looked at Lewis directly. "That buys us time."Yessica spoke for th
POV: Lewis | EdinburghLewis was still holding his phone when Yessica spoke."Your mother has been visiting your son," she said. Each word landed separately. "For six months. And she told Regina you sent her."He dialed Catherine before she finished the sentence.Three rings. His mother answered with the warm, composed tone she reserved for moments she needed to control."Lewis, darling. What a surprise.""Did you know about Ethan?"Silence. Two seconds. Long enough to confirm everything."I think we should meet in person before we have this conversation.""We are having it right now." He walked to the far side of the kitchen, away from Yessica, then stopped himself. No more walking away. He turned back. "Regina just told me you have been visiting Ethan at his daycare every Thursday for six months. That you told her I sent you.""I never said you sent me." Catherine's voice shifted, still smooth but not as warm now. "I said I was family and that I had come on behalf of the family.""T
POV: Lewis | EdinburghLewis came through the front door at quarter past nine with a box of Claire's forgotten art supplies tucked under one arm.Yessica was standing in the middle of the hallway, not moving.In her hand was a cream-colored envelope with a legal firm's return address."What is that?" he asked."It came for you." She held it out. "Whitmore and Associates. Family law."He set down Claire's box and took the envelope. The reference line printed on the back flap stopped him cold.Regarding Lewis Sterling. Paternity Claim filed by Regina Ravenscroft. Minor Child Ethan, age three. Mandatory DNA testing order enclosed."Lewis." Yessica's voice was completely level. "Tell me you know who Regina Ravenscroft is.""She was my head of marketing. Four years ago." He looked up. "I have not spoken to her since.""And the child?""I did not know about a child.""Did you sleep with her?"The hallway went completely still.Lewis opened the envelope and pulled out the legal document. Reg
POV: Yessica | Edinburgh"You are up. Perfect timing."Lewis gestured at the stove with a spatula. He wore the gray shirt he went running in, a smear of tomato on his elbow, and the wide expression of a man who had solved several problems before dawn.Yessica stopped in the doorway. She forgot her morning greeting entirely.Every single pan they owned covered the stovetop. Eggshells formed a jagged mountain in the sink. A literal avalanche of flour coated the dark countertops she had spent three nights organizing."I am doing frittata, turkey bacon, and grilled tomatoes," Lewis said. "I squeezed fresh orange juice. Claire loves orange juice, right?""Right."Yessica stepped into her kitchen. Her carefully curated sanctuary was gone.She rescued her simple coffee maker from behind a massive juicer and started a pot. She found a clean cloth and wiped a clearing in the flour. Lewis stepped right into her cleaned space, setting down a juice-stained cutting board.She moved the board three
POV: Yessica | Location: EdinburghThe room was smaller than she'd expected.Cream walls. A table. Two chairs facing the registrar's desk. A window with a view of the car park and, above the rooftops, the tip of Edinburgh Castle in the late morning light.No flowers. No music. No guests.Just Lewis, standing at the table, blue tie.Exactly as Claire had drawn it.The registrar's name was Janet. She had a kind, unhurried manner and a folder that she opened with the efficiency of someone who had done this hundreds of times and understood it mattered every single time."Shall we begin?" Janet said."Yes," Yessica said.She looked at Lewis.He looked at her.She thought about the text from last night. The one line he'd sent after she'd told him Claire drew their wedding on move-in day.He'd written: She drew us before I arrived. I checked the date on the first drawing she ever made of the four of us. It was the same week I called Theron.Claire had drawn them as a family before Lewis had







