(Amelia)
"His birth records?"
Nathaniel looked at me. "It's possible."
I shook my head. "Nathaniel isn't listed as Ethan's father."
That was something I'd decided before Ethan was born. I hadn't known whether Nathaniel would ever find us, and I hadn't wanted anything connecting Ethan to the Cross family. Liam had questioned my decision once. After that, he respected it.
"Then those records wouldn't prove anything," Nathaniel said.
"No."
He took out his phone again. "I'll ask my mother exactly what was sent."
I looked toward the living room. Ethan was sitting between my parents now, showing them his drawings. My father was listening while my mother held one of his dinosaurs. I didn't want any of them hearing this.
Nathaniel sent the message instead of calling.
My mother glanced to
