Caleb pov
"You're right, I don't get to claim anything." I moved to stand beside her at the railing, careful not to touch. "But I want you to know what I've learned, how I've changed. I've been in therapy for years trying to undo the damage my father did. I've cut ties with everyone who knew the truth and stayed silent. I've restructured my entire company to prioritize ethics over profit."
"Congratulations," she said sarcastically. "You became a decent human being. Want a medal?"
"I want a chance." The words came out raw. "Not for us, I know that's gone, but for Tom. I want to be his father, to make up for lost time, to give him everything I never had growing up."
She looked at me then, really looked at me, and I saw the conflict in her amber eyes, the war between the part of her that
