Lucas and Maya went down to the coffee shop to have a conversation while Damien went to work. The coffee shop was located at the centre of the city it felt like the city owned it. Maya stood near the window, Layrus asleep in his carrier beside her. The skyline of London glittered coldly behind the glass.
Lucas stood across from her, composed. "I'm sorry for what happened in there " he said quietly. "I should have stopped it sooner." but you didn't tell me you moved.
Maya didn't soften. "You didn't ask.
Lucas stepped closer, lowering his voice. "He is my son. I don't want to be blindsided. I felt hurt seeing for the first time even when I wanted to be there for his birth, I wanted to be present in his life."
Maya searched his face. "And what does present mean to you?" she asked.
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