(Scarlett’s POV)
The weight of what I just did crushes down on me the moment Dorian parks outside my apartment building. Lily chatters happily in her car seat about Grammy and Grandpa's house, completely oblivious to the bomb that just exploded in all our lives.
"Thank you," I whisper to Dorian as he helps unbuckle Lily's seatbelt. "For everything tonight. For going along with..."
"With declaring me as Lily's father?" His voice is gentle, understanding. "Scarlett, you don't need to apologize."
But I do. The guilt eats at me as we walk up the stairs to my apartment. "I had no right to drag you into this mess. I should have asked first, should have—"
"Hey." He stops on the landing, his hand warm on my arm. "Look at me."
I force myself to meet his eyes, expecting to see anger or disappo
