Lucas ran into the room and threw himself into Gwen’s arms before anyone could stop him. His tiny arms wrapped tightly around her neck, nearly knocking the plate she was holding out of her hands.
“Whoa—hey!” Gwen gasped, struggling to catch her breath. “Easy there, little guy!”
But Lucas only hugged her tighter, his small face buried in her shoulder like he’d finally found something precious he’d been missing.
Gwen looked at Damien, confused. “What… who is this?”
“Um…” Damien started, but before he could answer, Lucas spoke first, his voice full of innocent excitement.
“You’re my mommy!” he said.
Gwen blinked, caught off guard. She gave a small, nervous smile, trying to process what she’d just heard.
“Yeah… right, I guess I am,” she said softly, trying not to upset the boy. “And wha
