“Leah,” Christian finally spoke, his voice barely rising above the ambient noise. His eyes betrayed a mixture of surprise and something akin to regret. “I didn’t know…”
I offered a tight smile, cutting him off. “It wasn’t your business to know back then, Christian. But today, it is. Meet James, Liam, and Sophie.”
Vanessa joined us, her expression a veneer of composed interest. “I see,” she said, her voice smooth yet tinged with a questioning edge. “They look… just like their father.”
