"Mom... is Papa leaving?" Kirana's voice was soft. Her hand gripped the edge of my jacket with her small clenched fingers. Kirana held my clothes very tightly. I felt my chest tighten. My little daughter's small fingers trembled on the fabric of my shirt. Kirana looked at Arvan, then Lara, then asked again in a voice that was almost a whisper, "Mom, why is that aunt's child calling Papa 'father'?" Lara immediately panicked. Her face instantly paled. She reacted quickly by kneeling in front of Rio, her voice still gentle but with something hurried in it. "Rio, sweetheart. Just call him Uncle Arvan, dear. Uncle, not father." The child looked at his mother in confusion. "But Mama said—" "Call him Uncle." Lara cut him off with a smile that didn't reach her eyes. Rio finally nodded, though his face was still confused. Arvan frowned. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something. But I was faster, pulling his arm to the side, far enough from Kirana and Lara's earshot. "What are yo
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