(Almira’s POV)
I tried my best to maintain a straight face. I really want to show him that I don’t give a f**k, but my eyes are betraying me.
The truth is… I am scared.
I'm scared that history will repeat itself. I’m scared that he would take my kids away once he finds out that they're his children.
After all these years, I thought I was ready to face him again.
But seeing him now, sitting across from me with his eyes burning in a mixture of disbelief and fury, I just can’t. I feel like I’ve lost the ability to speak. I was just staring at him, wishing that this conversation would end soon.
I wasn’t ready to speak to him yet.
Not when it’s about my kids.
No matter how much I try to deny myself. I know that I’m seeing something in his eyes. I see hope.
I had just claimed that Rich
