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“You just left. And kept Luke a secret.”

Emma swallowed hard. “I meant to tell you. I meant to before I went into labor. I meant to that first Christmas, his first birthday, every holiday and birthday after that. I have a shoebox full of letters I wrote you, talking about Luke and how he was growing up, pages filled with me trying to explain, trying to say I was sorry.” She shook her head. “I should have told you.”

Heartbeats passed, gave space for his thoughts, the emotions he couldn’t begin to identify that were swirling around inside him. “You told me now, though. You came here now.”

“I did.”

“Why?”

“Because I knew I could count on you. Someone is after me. If something happens to me...I need to know Luke is safe and taken care of. I get that what I did, keeping him from you, is unforgivable. So while I’d love to have your forgiveness, I’m not asking for it. All I want from you is for you to help me keep my son safe. And if I can’t take care of him anymore, if something happens to me—”

“I’m not going to let it.”