Rosé,
I didn’t have the time to ask what had happened to him or what made him return like that. When he claimed he had no idea Ethan was his son and that his name wasn’t on the birth certificate, I found it hard to believe.
Well, I didn’t trust him enough to believe it. He had abandoned my daughter, played family with Evelyn, and even gone behind my back to do a DNA test. That was the deal breaker for me.
But when he started crying like a child, hugging both of them, it was genuine—the same raw emotion that had once made me trust his feelings for Evelyn. That night, when he cried in the kitchen, he had wailed just like that.
Soon after, he fell asleep on the couch with the kids, skipping breakfast.
"Hey!" Ken walked in, carrying groceries and two boxes of cupcakes. "My siste
