Evelyn's POV
I could not look my brother, Simon, in the eyes. I knew that he was right. Ethan did deserve to know the truth about his father, but how could I tell a four-year-old any of that?
Nolan did not know that I was even pregnant at the time, let alone that he even had a son. I did not want to mess up his relationship with Naomi. He had chosen her, after all.
Ethan had only ever needed me. My thoughts wandered back to Griffin. A shiver of dread ran right down my spine as I thought about him on the phone with someone, discussing my son and taking his blood. What had he been planning to do? He would know I had left by now, and of course, I knew he would hate me for leaving him. I did what I had to do for my son and my dying mother, but it still nags at the back of my mind. W
