MEGAN'S POV
If someone had told me a week ago that I'd be standing in Xarion's company, voluntarily bringing the twins to see him, I would've laughed in their face.
Or maybe scratched their eyes out, depending on my mood.
But here I am.
Because as much as I hate being in this position, as much as it grates on every nerve in my body to be anywhere near him, I love my kids more. And they wanted to see him again.
Last night, while I read them their favorite bedtime stories like I promised, Makayla looked up at me with those big, hopeful eyes and asked, “Mommy, when can we see Daddy again?”
Maverick had nodded in agreement, his little face so earnest it made my chest ache.
I honestly wanted to say no. That I didn't want them near their father. That they couldn't see him because I was s
