Blake closed his eyes.
Five years. The math was clear.
“Triplets,” he whispered.
Emma nodded.
The boys didn’t understand why this stranger looked at them as if they had risen from the past. They didn’t know Blake had once been Emma’s husband. They didn’t know his last words to her had been cruel. Children’sluxury toys
“Why didn’t you tell me?” he asked.
Emma gave a humorless laugh. “You want to do this here?”
“Yes.”
When Blake reached for her arm, Ethan jumped in front of her. “Don’t touch my mom.”
Blake froze and immediately let go.
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