Back when he had been struggling to build his company.
Back when he and Emma had been living in a tiny apartment, arguing constantly about money and the future.
He had been obsessed with success.
She had wanted stability.
The arguments had grown worse.
Until one night he walked out, convinced that he needed freedom to chase his dreams.
He never looked back.
And now…
Now three little boys stood in front of him with his eyes.
Daniel ran a hand through his hair.
“You were pregnant?”
Emma nodded slowly.
“I found out two weeks after you left.”
“Why didn’t you contact me?”
Emma let out a soft, bitter laugh.
“I tried.”
Daniel froze.
“I called you. I sent messages. But your number changed.”
His stomach sank.
“My assistant handles my phone—”
“She told me not to call again.”
Daniel’s eyes widened.
“She said you didn’t want anything to do with me.”
For a long moment, Daniel couldn’t speak.
A terrible realization formed in his mind.
His company had just started growing back then. His assistant had been protecting his time, filtering everything.
And apparently…
Filtering Emma.
“Why didn’t you come find me?” he asked quietly.
Emma looked down at the boys.
“By the time I realized what happened… it was too late.”
“What do you mean?”
