Valeriana felt the world stop. The air in her lungs turned to stone as she looked from Logan’s shocked face to the small window above. Jamie was still there, pressing his nose against the glass, his tiny hand palm-flat against the pane. From this distance, the resemblance was like looking into a mirror that traveled back in time."Valeriana," Logan repeated, his voice cracking like dry wood. He took a step toward her, his eyes wide and burning with a look she couldn't name. "Who is that boy?"She grabbed the strap of her bag so hard it cut into her palm. Panic was a fire in her blood, telling her to run, but her legs wouldn't move. She had to protect Jamie. That was the only thing that mattered."He’s my son," she said. Her voice was thin, but she forced it to stay steady. "He’s mine, Logan. Now leave us alone."Logan didn't back away. Instead, he moved faster, closing the gap between them until he was looming over her. He looked up at the window again, his jaw tight. "He has my eyes.
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