He took a hesitant step closer. “What are you doing here? You look… different.”
She looked away, clutching the hands of her children. “I’m just waiting for a flight.”
Edward’s eyes shifted to the twins. Both had curly brown hair, deep blue eyes — his eyes. His pulse quickened. “Those are your children?” he asked carefully.
“Yes,” she said quickly, but her trembling voice betrayed her.
Edward crouched down to the children’s level. “What’s your name, little man?”
The boy smiled shyly. “Eddie.”
Edward froze.
The name hit him like a thunderclap. His gaze snapped up to Clara’s face — and in her tearful eyes, he saw the truth.
He stood abruptly, the world spinning around him. “Clara,” he said, his voice barely steady, “why didn’t you tell me?”
People were passing by, announcements blaring overhead, but in that moment, nothing else existed.
Clara’s lips quivered. “Because you told me that people like me don’t belong in your world,” she whispered. “And I believed you.”
Edward’s chest tightened. He remembered — the argument, his cruel words, her resignation. He thought she had left because she found another job. He never imagined she had left carrying his children.
The assistant’s voice broke the silence. “Mr. Langford, your flight—”
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