“I wasn’t hiding them,” Nia said evenly.
Darius let out a hollow laugh.
“No? Then what do you call disappearing for six years with my children?”
The air around them changed. Conversations in the café dimmed into background noise.
Nia didn’t argue.
She simply gestured toward a quieter table.
“Sit,” she said.
And for the first time in a long time—
Darius obeyed.
The Truth He Never Saw