Felix looked at the face of the lady, shocked into silence.
He didn't know anyone named Clyde Dimero… but he certainly knew Clyde Renado… his father! Was it really possible that the old lady in front of him was his dad's family?
The longer he was looking at her, the more similarities he was able to spot between her and the face in his memories…
Marlena Dimero’s face softened, as if she could read his mind as well as the doubts roaming inside it.
“You heard it right, dear. He was my grandson. And you... you are his son.”
Only now did Felix realize that he had been muttering something under his breath. He took another step back, his legs brushing against the edge of a chair, but he didn’t sit.
Instead, he glared at Marlena, finally finding his voice.
“Why now?”
His tone was l
