Bella POV
I spent the next hour trying to figure out how to tell Tom about his father while my son sat at the kitchen table, happily drawing dinosaurs with his crayons. Every scenario I imagined ended in disaster, with Tom crying or confused or worse, excited to meet a man who might disappoint him.
"Mommy, look!" Tom held up his drawing, a purple T-Rex with what looked like wings. "It's a flying dinosaur!"
"That's beautiful, baby." I kissed the top of his head and tried to memorize this moment, this peace before everything changed.
The knock on the door made me freeze.
"I'll get it!" Tom jumped down from his chair before I could stop him.
"Tom, wait" But he was already running to the door, standing on his tiptoes to look through the peephole.
"There's a tall man outside," he announc
