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<\/p>\nI glanced at her stomach.<\/p>\n
\u201cI imagine this situation is painful for everyone.\u201d<\/p>\n
Confusion flickered across her face.<\/p>\n
Then someone called for games, and she floated away laughing, queen of stolen lives and borrowed fantasies.<\/p>\n
I placed my gift on the long table near the cake.<\/p>\n
A navy-blue box.<\/p>\n
Silver ribbon.<\/p>\n
No card.<\/p>\n
For the next hour, I watched the performance unfold. Julian kissed Cassandra whenever cameras appeared. Cassandra called the baby \u201cthe future Ashford heir.\u201d Guests toasted their miracle.<\/p>\n
Meanwhile, Miles Ashford stood near the bar looking pale enough to collapse.<\/p>\n
Every time Cassandra touched her stomach, his eyes darted toward Julian.<\/p>\n
Then toward me.<\/p>\n
There it was.<\/p>\n
He knew I knew.<\/p>\n
After the cake cutting, Miles followed me into the hallway.<\/p>\n
\u201cLydia,\u201d he whispered. \u201cPlease.\u201d<\/p>\n
I turned slowly.<\/p>\n
\u201cPlease what?\u201d<\/p>\n
His face collapsed. Miles had always seemed softer than Julian, but softness was not innocence.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt happened once,\u201d he said.<\/p>\n
\u201cCongratulations. Efficient work.\u201d<\/p>\n
He winced.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe told me Julian knew. She said they had an arrangement because he couldn\u2019t have children. She said they just needed help.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd you believed her?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI wanted to.\u201d<\/p>\n
His voice cracked.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe told me she loved me.\u201d<\/p>\n
For half a second, I almost pitied him.<\/p>\n
Almost.<\/p>\n
\u201cDoes Julian know the baby is yours?\u201d<\/p>\n
Miles looked toward the ballroom, where Julian laughed with investors and family friends.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
There it was.<\/p>\n
Not a miracle.<\/p>\n
Not an agreement.<\/p>\n
Just another betrayal built on vanity and greed.<\/p>\n
I pulled a folded document from my purse and handed it to him.<\/p>\n
He read the first page, and all color left his face.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat is this?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cA notice from my attorneys,\u201d I said. \u201cYour father hid company money through shell accounts tied to Julian. Cassandra helped move assets through her boutique during my divorce.\u201d<\/p>\n
Miles looked horrified.<\/p>\n
\u201cI didn\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNow you do.\u201d<\/p>\n
He stared at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou have two choices,\u201d I said quietly. \u201cLie for them and drown beside them, or tell the truth when the room starts asking questions.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe\u2019ll destroy me,\u201d he whispered.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo,\u201d I said. \u201cShe already did. I\u2019m giving you a chance to survive it.\u201d<\/p>\n
From the ballroom, Cassandra\u2019s bright voice rang out.<\/p>\n
\u201cTime to open gifts!\u201d<\/p>\n
Miles looked like he might fall.<\/p>\n
I touched his arm gently.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe thought she stole from a weak woman,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n
Then I walked back toward the applause.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Cassandra opened designer baby blankets, diamond bracelets, tiny luxury shoes, and silver rattles engraved with\u00a0Baby Ashford<\/strong>.<\/p>\n Every gift made her glow brighter.<\/p>\n Every compliment made Julian stand taller.<\/p>\n Then she reached my box.<\/p>\n The room shifted before she even touched the ribbon.<\/p>\n Guests leaned forward.<\/p>\n Cassandra smiled theatrically.<\/p>\n \u201cOh, Lydia,\u201d she said loudly. \u201cYou really shouldn\u2019t have.\u201d<\/p>\n She lifted the lid.<\/p>\n Inside was a framed document.<\/p>\n Not a blessing.<\/p>\n Not a keepsake.<\/p>\n A certified DNA test.<\/p>\n Her smile froze.<\/p>\n Julian frowned.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat is that?\u201d<\/p>\n I stood slowly.<\/p>\n \u201cMy gift,\u201d I said clearly, \u201cis the truth.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" I glanced at her stomach. \u201cI imagine this situation is painful for everyone.\u201d Confusion flickered across her face. Then someone called for games, and she floated away laughing, queen of … <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":8750,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-8753","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-story"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/storyintheworld.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8753","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/storyintheworld.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/storyintheworld.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/storyintheworld.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/storyintheworld.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=8753"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/storyintheworld.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8753\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":8756,"href":"https:\/\/storyintheworld.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8753\/revisions\/8756"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/storyintheworld.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/8750"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/storyintheworld.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=8753"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/storyintheworld.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=8753"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/storyintheworld.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=8753"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}