And slowly, carefully, our little family of two became three.
I'd fallen asleep early, exhausted from a long shift at work. I don't know what time it was when I felt someone shaking my shoulder. When I opened my eyes, Amelia was standing beside the bed looking like she'd seen a ghost.
"Oliver," she whispered. "You need to wake up right now."
Fear shot through me. "What happened? Is Leo okay?"
Amelia was standing beside the bed
looking like she'd seen a ghost.
She didn't answer immediately. She just stood there, wringing her hands, looking at me with wide, frightened eyes.
"I went to fix his bunny," she said softly. "The stuffed one he carries everywhere… and never lets anyone touch. It had a rip in the seam. I thought I'd sew it while he was asleep."
"I found something inside, Ollie. A flash drive. Hidden in the stuffing." Her voice broke. "I watched what was on it. All of it."
My heart stopped beating for a second.
My heart stopped beating for a second.
"Leo's been hiding something from you for years," Amelia added, tears streaming down her face. "Something about his father. About his past. And Ollie, I'm scared. I don't know if we can… if we should…"
"Should what?" I demanded, sitting up, confused.
She looked at me with anguish in her eyes, tears streaming down her face. "Ollie, I love him so much it terrifies me. What if someone finds out about this and tries to take him away from us?"
The words gutted me completely. I grabbed the flash drive from her shaking hands and followed her downstairs to the kitchen.
"Leo's been hiding something from you for years."
Amelia opened her laptop with trembling fingers and I inserted the drive. There was only one file: a video.
When I pressed play, the screen flickered to life, and suddenly Nora was there.
My breath caught. She looked tired, her hair messily pulled back, dark circles under her eyes. But her smile was gentle, and when she spoke, I realized immediately she wasn't talking to me. She was talking to Leo.
There was only one file: a video.
"Hi, my sweet boy," Nora whispered. "If you're watching this someday, I need you to know the truth. And I need you to forgive me. There's something about your father I never had the courage to say out loud.
Baby, your father is alive. He didn't die, like I told everyone. He knew I was pregnant with you, knew from the very beginning, but he didn't want to be a father. He didn't want you, didn't want me… didn't want any of it.
And when I was scared and alone and needed him most, he just turned his back and walked away like we meant nothing. I told everyone he died because I was ashamed. I didn't want people to judge you or treat you differently. I wanted you to grow up loved, not pitied.
"I need you to know the truth."
