His Secret Son, My Broken Heart

e. I walked into the house, my eyes fixed on the spot where I' d found Alfie

rom the couch. His desk was usually pristine, but today, a small, dusty box

e. And there she was again. Angela. In almost every single one. Laughing with him on a beach, her head nestled on his shoulder. Kissing him passionately under a waterfall.

was the ex. The one he loved. The one

ssage. "Missing you, baby. Counting down the hours till

nting down the hours? While planning a life with another woman, using my money to buy h

rprisingly steady as I relayed the new information-the

and efficient. "Room 1403. Our network just confirmed it. And

inguished itself. It wasn't a misunderst

re," I stated,

. "You need to be smart. Don'

disconnecting the call bef

g wheel, knuckles white. The Grand Hyatt, a symbol

ons. My eyes scanned the area. Near the large, ornate founta

on Angela's finger. She shrieked with delight, then threw her arms around him, kissing him deeply. A small group of people, A

of blind trust-it ripped through me. I didn't care about being smart. I didn't

y legs moving on t

composed, widened in pure terror. Angela p

his feet. He looked like a deer caught in

e shook, barely a whisp

ere! This is incredible timing!" Her voice was bubbly, falsely cheerful.

ed me. Brea's warning. Ang

ig for me. He wanted to make sure it was perfect for you, Kaylynn. You're so lucky!" She held up her hand, and

birthday. Angela was just helping me out, modeling the ring since she has such delicate hands. I was just making sure it would look good on yo

true? Had I misunderstood everything again? Had my paranoia gotten the better of me? T

ears blurring my vision. "I'

stress. But it's all for you. This is just a sneak peek. The real proposal, the

uspicion warred with my desperate need to believe him. He was asking me

b escaping my lips. "Yes,

almost imperceptible smirk playing on her lips. But I dismissed it. It was too much. I had to believe him. I wante