Caesar's POV
The car moved through Lakeside City's streets. Buildings and traffic lights blurred past the window.
My reflection stared back at me from the glass—grey-blue eyes hollow, jaw clenched tight enough to ache, every line of my face carved with barely contained devastation.
I'd told her we would marry. Had stood beside her hospital bed with my heart in my throat, ready to give her everything I had.
Ready to be the father this child needed, the husband she deserved.
And she'd let Lucius lie for her. Had agreed to the deception, had chosen to let me believe the child belonged to anyone but me.
Because it did belong to anyone but me.
It belonged to Lucius. The man who'd had three years with her as his wife and had spent them parading his mistress around.
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