“You are Aurora’s dad,” I whispered.
Nathan watched me for a moment before speaking. “I’m not so sure anymore.”
There was a silence between us, one heavy with regret. “I’m sorry,” I murmured. “And for the record, if Layla’s kid did somehow turn out to be yours, and if you wanted to be a part of his life, I’d support you. I meant what I said about being your Luna, standing by you.”
Nathan’s face contorted, a mixture of surprise and skepticism. “Really? After everything?”
“Yes,” I whispered, taking a deep breath. “Nathan, I am so, so sorry for what I said earlier. I shouldn’t have doubted your role in our twins’ lives. It was a horrible thing to say. You are their father, in every way that matters.”
He took a step closer, eyes searching mine. “Do you have any idea how muc
