No one asked how I was feeling. No one admired the babies.
Julian placed a thick leather folder on the bedside table.
“It’s a fair offer,” he said without emotion. “Two hundred thousand dollars today. You sign the divorce papers, surrender all custody of the twins, and disappear from our lives.”
Sienna smiled proudly when he said our.
My mother-in-law folded her arms.
“The boys deserve the Vance name,” Eleanor said coldly. “They need stability — not a bitter woman who’ll poison them against their father.”
For a long moment, I said nothing.
I simply opened the folder and began reading every page.
