“Not in front of them,” I replied coldly.
“If they are my children, I have a legal right to know,” Damian insisted.
Elijah dropped his fork onto his plate with a loud clang. Kayden asked me quietly if we had done something wrong. Then I stood up, looking Damian straight in the eye.
“They are children, Damian, not property you can suddenly claim between the main course and dessert,” I said.
Alyssa tried to force a polite smile.
“Perhaps Amelia has a reasonable explanation for all of this, especially since she disappeared without saying a single word five years ago,” Alyssa said.
I looked at her with pure disdain.
“I called eleven times from the hospital bed, and I sent emails, an ultrasound, and a letter, but someone made sure they never reached him,” I said.
Damian turned his head slowly toward Alyssa. She quickly looked away, unable to maintain eye contact.
