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‘I want my son, Sadie, and I will do all it takes.’ Antonio had lowered his voice, the deep tones full of control and determination.

‘He is not a possession. A thing to be coveted. He is a child. My child.’

She turned and walked away from him, exasperated by the circles they were talking in. All it came back to each time was that he wanted Leo. How she wished she could paint over that weekend as easily as she could cover the blank canvas on her easel.

She stood looking down on the street from the small window, her back to Antonio as if that would make him disappear, make all this go away. She’d once foolishly dreamt of him turning up to claim his son and declare his love for her, telling her that he couldn’t live without her, but now she knew that was never going to happen. The man who stood so arrogantly in her small apartment was as cold as ice. He was as unfeeling and uncaring as his parents. Did she really want Leo to grow up like that?

‘He is my child too.’

Antonio’s voice reached her through the fog of hurt and disappointment.

‘And you leave me no alternative but to do this.’