The photo album hit the floor, splaying open to a page that held a photo of the four of them.All the color drained from Tristan’s face. Panic flickered in his eyes, then vanished as he composed himself.He stooped to pick up the album, closed it, and set it aside as if nothing had happened.“Bianca, let me explain. This isn’t what you think it is.”“Not what, exactly?”I trembled with anger as I pointed at the woman and children in the photo, my voice sharp. “Who is she? And who are those two kids? Tristan, you’ve made a fool of me for five years. Do you still think you can deceive me?”After a long silence, Tristan sighed and moved closer, reaching for my hand.“Bianca, ours was a business arrangement with no feelings involved. You’re the only one I’ve ever loved.”I jerked my hand away and stepped back, sick with disgust. “No feelings were involved, but you somehow ended up with two three-year-olds?”“I admit I was in the wrong,” he said, finally dropping the act when h
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