Lucien stared at the baby in her arms as though his soul had left his body. He took an instinctive step back, and that single movement shattered the fragile composure Vivian had barely managed to hold together. Tears spilled down her face once more.
"Mr. Graves... he's your son."
Of course Lucien knew. Even with his features not yet fully grown in, the child looked unmistakably like him.
Still seeming unable to believe it, he slowly reached out and poked the baby's cheek. The little one turned his head at just that moment, Lucien's fingertip brushing against his soft lips before the baby immediately latched onto it.
'H-He...what is he doing?'
Vivian had never expected this reaction from Lucien. She had prepared herself for suspicion, for questions, even for rejection.
Instead, he loo
