ns were doing well. They were my everything now. I needed to see them, to feel
ake and Chelsea. My heart stopped. He was gently supporting her, his hand restin
the one that tore him away from our fake anniversary dinner. He wa
n was so intense, I thought I might collapse. I quickly ducked beh
ind them. I heard hushed voices, then a familiar male voice. It
ant this, Drake?" Franklin
iate, firm, absolute. "Y
d over me. He wanted this.
Franklin asked, his
ow and deliberate. "Kaitlyn... she can't h
known about my success for
ntinued, his voice regaining its usual confiden
ginable blows. He wanted me to raise his child with another woman. He wa
ed. A scream clawed its way up my throat, but I bit it back, clamping a hand ov
was so deep, so absolute, it defied comprehension. This was not a moment o
, my complicity, my silence. And now, he wan
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