Life had settled into a routine for Serena and Leo. The little boy had adjusted to his new life, thriving in school and gradually making friends. His innocent joy was a constant reminder of the life she had fought so hard to rebuild. Every day felt like a small victory.
But as the days passed, there was still that nagging feeling in the pit of Serena’s stomach. Leo was too curious, too eager to know about his father. She kept her past carefully hidden, but it was always there, lurking just beneath the surface. Leo had started speaking about a "cool guy" who he had met recently, someone who had saved him from bullies. At first, Serena thought little of it, dismissing it as another of Leo’s playful imaginings. But over time, the stories had grown more frequent, and the attachment Leo seemed
