Nadia's POV I drove home in tears so thick I could barely see the road. Luna had to talk me through every turn because my vision kept blurring. I meant what I said to Dylan. I could not do this. I could not watch him be a father to Cassandra's child or have that woman at birthdays and holidays and school events for the next eighteen years. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Dylan's face when Ethan grabbed his finger. Pure love and instant connection. The same look he gave our children when they were born. It was beautiful and devastating all at once. At home, the kids were asleep. Luna's maid had been watching them then she left when we came. Luna took one look at my face before pulling me into the kitchen and making tea I would not drink. We sat at the table as dawn light started creeping through the windows. "Talk to me," Luna said gently. I could finally talk to her now. "I to
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