Liam’s POV
The rhythmic hum of the printer fills the room, each sheet of paper sliding out one after the other. I watch them as if they're about to reveal the secrets of the universe, but my heart pounds a little harder with every page that lands on my desk.
My assistant gives me a tentative smile, probably sensing my nerves, before slipping out of the room.
I stand there for a moment, staring at the stack of papers as if they might catch fire if I touch them.
I finally step forward, my fingers brushing the top page, eyes fixed on the bold text at the top—*a clinic’s name.*
It’s a small place, one that doesn’t usually appear on anyone’s radar, but the dates match. Aria visited this clinic around the time of Joe’s birth.
I swallow hard, my chest tightening as the weight of it si
