Chapter 19: The Spotlight
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The morning after the school play, the apartment was full of excitement.
Alex stood in front of the living room mirror, repeating his favorite line from the play over and over again like he was still on stage.
Leo couldn't stop making the funny faces that had made everyone laugh during the performance.
Mia carefully placed her participation certificate on the refrigerator with a bright pink magnet. She stepped back, tilted her head, then smiled proudly.
"Now everyone can see it," she said.
I smiled as I flipped pancakes in the kitchen.
"You've looked at that certificate at least ten times already."
She hugged herself.
"Because I earned it."
Before I could tease her again, the doorbell rang.
The triplets looked at one another before racing toward the door.
"Daddy!"
Ethan had barely stepped inside before all three children wrapped themselves around him.
He laughed as he tried to keep his balance.
"Good morning."
"What are those?" Alex asked, pointing at the three small backpacks in his hands.
"A surprise."
The children's eyes grew wide.
"What surprise?" Leo asked impatiently.
Ethan looked at me before answering.
"I thought we could celebrate yesterday."
"How?" Mia asked.
He smiled.
"By spending the day at the zoo."
Three excited screams filled the apartment.
"I want to see the lions!" Alex shouted.
"I'm going to see the elephants!" Leo argued.
"I want the penguins!" Mia said, jumping up and down. "Can we bring one home?"
Ethan pretended to think about it.
"I don't think your mom would like a penguin swimming in the bathtub."
I laughed.
"Definitely not."
The children burst into laughter.
An hour later, we were on the road.
The whole drive was noisy. The triplets sang songs they had learned at school, changing the words whenever they forgot them. Ethan joined in, completely out of tune.
Leo covered his ears dramatically.
"Daddy, please stop singing."
"I'm that bad?"
"Worse."
I laughed so hard I almost spilled my coffee.
For the first time in a long while, the silence between Ethan and me didn't feel awkward. We weren't pretending the past hadn't happened, but we weren't letting it ruin today either.
The zoo was packed with families enjoying the weekend.
Alex pulled Ethan toward the lion enclosure before we had even unfolded the map.
"They're so cool!"
One of the lions let out a deep roar that echoed across the walkway.
Leo jumped back so quickly that he nearly bumped into me.
"I wasn't scared," he said, straightening his shirt.
Ethan grinned.
"No?"
"I was just making sure you didn't get eaten."
Alex laughed.
"They can't eat us through the glass."
Even I couldn't stop smiling.
Mia, however, had already lost interest in the lions.
She tugged gently on my sleeve.
"The penguins are this way."
We followed her to the next exhibit, where dozens of penguins waddled across the rocks before diving into the water.
"They're so cute," Mia whispered.
She stood there for several minutes, completely fascinated.
"I wish we could take one home."
"You'd have to keep your bedroom full of ice," Ethan said.
She thought about it for a moment.
"I don't think Mommy would like that."
"You're right," I replied. "I wouldn't."
The children laughed again.
We spent the rest of the morning exploring the zoo.
Alex wanted to read every information board.
Leo asked Ethan more questions than any tour guide could probably answer.
Mia insisted on waving goodbye to every animal before moving on to the next one.
Watching Ethan with them felt... different.
He wasn't trying to prove anything.
He carried Mia when her little legs grew tired.
He bought bottles of water before anyone asked.
He patiently answered every strange question the boys came up with, even when they asked the same thing twice.
None of it felt forced.
It simply felt like a father spending time with his children.
Around lunchtime, we found a quiet table outside the zoo café while the triplets happily attacked their chicken nuggets and fries.
Ethan looked at them for a long moment before speaking.
"I keep wondering what they were like as babies."
I looked up.
"They cried a lot," I said with a small laugh.
"I can imagine."
"They never slept at the same time."
He smiled sadly.
"I missed everything."
There was no self-pity in his voice.
Just regret.
"I missed their first birthdays... their first words... their first day at school."
He looked down at his untouched food.
"I can't change any of that."
"No," I said softly.
"You can't."
He nodded.
"But I can be here now."
I studied his face.
Months ago, I would have thought those words were just another promise.
Now...
I believed he meant them.
"Trust isn't rebuilt in one day, Ethan."
"I know."
"It'll take time."
"I'm willing to wait."
The conversation ended there.
Neither of us needed to say anything else.
After lunch, the children begged to visit the gift shop.
Ethan finally gave in and bought each of them a small stuffed animal.
Alex chose a lion.
Leo picked an elephant.
Mia, of course, hugged a tiny penguin to her chest.
As they posed for pictures near the fountain, I noticed a man standing a short distance away with a camera hanging around his neck.
At first, I assumed he was taking pictures of the animals.
Then I realized the camera was pointed at us.
Click.
Another photo.
Click.
He quickly lowered the camera when he noticed me looking.
Before I could say anything, he disappeared into the crowd.
I frowned but brushed the feeling aside.
Maybe I was just imagining things.
By the time we arrived back at my apartment that afternoon, I knew I hadn't imagined it.
Several reporters were gathered outside the building.
The moment Ethan's car stopped, cameras began flashing.
"Mr. Vance!"
"Are you and your ex-wife back together?"
"When did you discover the children were yours?"
"Mrs. Vance! Are you planning another wedding?"
The triplets looked around in confusion.
"Mommy..."
I immediately reached for them, but Ethan moved first.
He stepped in front of us, shielding the children from the cameras.
"Stay close to me," he said calmly.
Security guards rushed over, forming a path through the crowd.
The reporters continued shouting questions as we hurried inside.
Only after the apartment door closed behind us did I finally breathe again.
The children were shaken but unharmed.
I knelt beside them.
"It's okay," I said gently. "Those people just ask too many questions."
Mia hugged her little penguin tightly.
"I didn't like them."
"Neither did I."
A few minutes later, my phone rang.
Marcus.
"I've been trying to reach you."
His voice was tense.
"What's wrong?"
"The photos from the zoo are everywhere. Business blogs, celebrity pages, even financial news sites. Someone tipped the media off before you got there."
My stomach tightened.
"So it wasn't a coincidence."
"No."
I glanced at Ethan.
His expression had already turned cold.
Marcus continued.
"I traced the photographer."
My grip on the phone tightened.
"And?"
"He didn't find you by himself."
There was a brief pause before Marcus spoke again.
"Someone connected to Eleanor Vance gave him your location."
The room suddenly felt very quiet.
I slowly lowered the phone.
Ethan didn't need to ask what Marcus had said.
He could see the answer on my face.
His jaw clenched.
"My mother."
I nodded.
"She's still watching us."
This time, she hadn't come after our business.
She had come after our family.
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