Ruby’s POV I sat on my couch, cradling my son in my arms. His soft breathing was the only sound in the room, a peaceful rhythm that contrasted sharply with the distress in my mind. Lily sat next to me, her concern evident as she watched me. "You should give Dominic a chance to be with his son, Ruby," Lily said softly, her eyes pleading. I shook my head, refusing to meet her gaze. "No, Lily. I can't. After everything he's done, I can't trust him." Lily sighed, adjusting her bag over her shoulder. "But he's the father. He deserves to know his son, and your boy deserves a father.” I shook my head, "he had his chance," I replied, my voice hard and unyielding. "And he blew it. He made his choices, and now he has to live with the consequences." “I still think you should —“ Our conversation was interrupted by the sound of the front door creaking open. My heart skipped a beat as my eyes met Oliver Gustavo standing in the doorway, his face red with anger. Lily jumped up, her face
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