Dominic let out a slow breath before rising to his feet.
He fell silent, absently rubbing his chin as he took a few slow, thoughtful steps across the room.
Eventually, he came to a stop and looked back at Dahlia, a faint crease settling between his brows.
“And what about Jaime?”
Dahlia looked at him questioningly.
“What if Tobias decides to let Maya live the life he denied Malia… only to place the burden on Jaime?”
A faint smile unexpectedly curved Dahlia’s lips.
“That’s exactly why I’m not worried.”
Dominic frowned.
“What do you mean?”
Dahlia held his gaze for a moment before finally voicing what had been on her mind.
“Tobias always wanted a son.”
A trace of sadness touched Dahlia’s smile.
“If he’d had a son, Malia would never have had to carry the weight and pressure of thei
