(Akira’s POV)
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I sat at the very end at the corner of the back passenger seat of his limousine. I could not even look at his face. My eyes were stuck looking outside the window, waiting for the right moment to open the damn door and get out.
I could not breathe properly. The longer I was in his car, the faster the air in my lungs seemed to be closing in to suffocate me. I closed my eyes, trying my best to calm my breathing.
“Akira”
“Shut up. Just, shut up”
I opened my eyes and looked away, not wanting to see him, and definitely not wanting to talk to him. Mostly, due to me not knowing what to say.
How did he find out about me being Samuel’s mother? I was careful. Henry and I had planned it all to perfection, not wanting anyone to know that Samuel was my son.
Where did I go wrong?
