Ethan stared at Amelia.
“My father?”
She nodded slowly.
“I remember him.”
The words carried more weight than either of them expected.
Ethan had spent years believing his father was dead.
Now his wife was telling him she remembered him from the time Noah was born.
“What did you see?”
Amelia closed her eyes.
“The hospital.”
“Your father was there?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“I don’t know.”
She pressed her fingers against her temple.
“He was arguing with someone.”
“Who?”
“I couldn’t see.”
“Then what happened?”
Amelia’s breathing became uneven.
“He told me…”
She opened her eyes.
“He told me Noah belonged to the Black family.”
Ethan’s face hardened.
“What exactly did he say?”
Amelia looked terrified.
“He said, ‘This child will change everything.’”
A silence followed.
Then she ad
