Amara's POV
I should have felt relieved. For the past five years, I had prepared myself for every possible outcome except this one.
Ethan, finding out, asking questions, and demanding the truth. I had rehearsed those scenarios countless times in my head.
He would be angry, accuse me, and he would walk away. Maybe he would even try to take Fabian from me if he acknowledged him.
But nowhere in any of those nightmares had I imagined Ethan Cole looking me in the eye and saying he wanted to know his son.
Not because he was obligated, legal responsibility, or his reputation, but because he genuinely wanted to.
That possibility terrified me more than anything else because now there was something to lose.
My fingers tightened around his. The simple contact felt dangerous and intimate.
I sl
