YOU ACCIDENTALLY SENT THE MAFIA BOSS THE WRONG ULTRASOUND—MINUTES LATER HE CLAIMED THE BABY, BUT NEVER EXPECTED YOU TO CLAIM YOUR OWN STRENGTH

hand resting on the knob.

“If you need anything, call.”

“I won’t.”

“I know,” he said. “Call anyway.”

Then his gaze settled on the ultrasound image still displayed on your phone.

Something in his face shifted.

Softened.

Only for a second.

“May I see it again?”

You should have refused.

Instead, you handed him the phone.

He accepted it carefully, as if the screen continue reading …