The Unexpected Return
Ten years later, an email from Vanessa appeared in my inbox. My heart pounded.
“James, I regret everything. I want to see Aiden. Please forgive me.”
Rage consumed me. How dare she?
“What’s wrong, Dad?” Aiden asked, rolling in.
“Nothing, little one. Just grown-up stuff,” I muttered.
That night, sleep wouldn’t come. Did Aiden deserve to know his mother—or to be protected from her?
