Richard's POV
Richard made it to the hallway before his legs stopped working. He leaned against the wall. Cold plaster pressed against his back.
Twins.
Two babies. Two children who would carry his name. Two lives he had almost thrown away before he even knew they existed.
His phone buzzed. He pulled it out with shaking hands.
Kofi's message glowed on the screen. Richard read it three times. Not a threat. Not a warning. Almost like approval. Almost like permission to keep trying.
He pushed off the wall and walked to his car. The drive back to his hotel took twenty minutes. He did not remember any of it.
In his room, he sat on the edge of the bed. The same bed he had been sleeping in for weeks now. Away from the Williams estate. Away from his mother. Away from everything he used to ca
