The unexpected visit from Alexander and the news I gave him without anesthesia had me thinking more than I should have.
First, I didn't want him to dare to fight for Tristan's custody. It wouldn't be good for my son to live in an environment full of venomous snakes. On the other hand, I couldn't stand being away from him. His place was with me. He didn't lack anything, and I was not referring to material things, but rather to love and the warmth of his family.
And even though he was missing his biological father, he didn't lack the paternal figure that my father, Vincent, and Paul had always been, although the latter had spent more time away from him due to work issues.
I couldn't imagine Tristan treating Alexander as his father. To him, he was a stranger and a wicked man. But it was a
