The words hit Damian like a hammer, knocking the air from his lungs. He closed his eyes, every muscle in his body going numb as he whispered, “I… I am her father.”
The words came out more like a realization than a question, sinking into his bones. He turned to Steve, searching his face for any hint that this could be wrong, some tiny chance that it was a mistake, but Steve only nodded.
With that simple confirmation, Damian's world cracked open. His gaze swept over the room, meeting the stunned faces of Olivia and Casio. He didn’t need to explain. They already understood. All the confusion, the tension, it all made sense now. He has a child.
Slowly, Damian rose from the couch and staggered over to the large floor-to-ceiling window, placing his arm against it for support, staring out bu
