I sat on the couch, half-heartedly skimming through emails but unable to focus. My mind kept replaying the sight of Ram with Charlie at the park today, playing catch like a perfect picture of father and son, with Grachelle watching on the sidelines, smiling. There was something so easy, so natural, about them together that it gnawed at me. I'd been in Charlie's life from the start, and I knew he loved me. There was no question about that. But Ram's presence felt like a threat, an unwanted reminder of a part of Grachelle's past I couldn't touch.
I closed my laptop, pressing my palms into my eyes with a sigh. I knew I was being unreasonable. Grachelle had been clear that she wanted Ram to have a relationship with Charlie, and I couldn't blame her for that. Ram had every right to want to kno
