Alexander's POV
I didn't leave my mother's kitchen after she told me about Kai calling her Nana. I couldn't. My legs had simply forgotten how to carry me anywhere else.
"Three years," I said again, like repeating it might make it smaller. "You've had three years with him and I have had none."
"That wasn't a decision I made against you, Alexander." She stood at the counter, drying a mug that was already dry, needing something to do with her hands. "It was a decision I made for him. There's a difference, even if you can't see it right now."
"But I’m his father, Mom."
"You're his father biologically." She set the mug down harder than she needed to.
"Being a father is a title you earn every single day for years. You've had two supervised hours."
I pressed my palms against the table, gr
