Bella POV
Tom pulled back slightly, his grey eyes shimmering with tears. "I heard you and Aunty Maya talking," he whispered, his small voice breaking. "I woke up and came to find you 'cause I had a bad dream, but you were in the kitchen and... and you said his name. You said Caleb was my daddy but you didn't want him."
My breath caught. How long had my baby been carrying this secret? How many nights had he lain awake wondering about the father I'd told him didn't exist?
I looked at Caleb and saw my own devastation mirrored in his face—the realization that our son had been hurting in silence, confused and scared.
"Yes," I finally whispered, pulling Tom close again. "Yes, baby. Caleb is your daddy."
Tom's little body shook with a sob as he pulled back to look at me, his grey eyes wide a
