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Hannah turned to her with poise. \u201cI didn\u2019t come to cause trouble. I came because Ethan invited me for \u2018closure.\u2019 He should know the truth. This is Oliver\u2014his son.\u201d<\/p>\n
Victoria\u2019s face hardened, her eyes darting to Ethan. \u201cIs this true?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2014\u201d Ethan faltered, sweat prickling his collar.<\/p>\n
Claire gently squeezed Oliver\u2019s hand. \u201cDon\u2019t worry, sweetheart. We\u2019re leaving.\u201d<\/p>\n
She turned back once, her gaze steady. \u201cYou wanted closure, Ethan? Here it is.\u201d<\/p>\n
She walked out with grace, leaving whispers in her wake.<\/p>\n
The wedding continued, but the air was poisoned with rumors. Guests exchanged glances behind champagne flutes. Victoria refused to pose for photos. And Ethan sat rigid, haunted by the image of the boy who mirrored his features.<\/p>\n
Days later, Ethan appeared at Claire\u2019s doorstep in a plain jacket\u2014no cameras, no entourage. Oliver opened the door.<\/p>\n
\u201cHi,\u201d he said, curious. \u201cDo I know you?\u201d<\/p>\n
Ethan crouched. His voice cracked. \u201cI\u2019m\u2026 your dad.\u201d<\/p>\n
Claire appeared, arms crossed. \u201cI don\u2019t want your money, Ethan. Oliver is happy. Safe.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI want to know him,\u201d Ethan whispered. \u201cPlease.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her expression softened only slightly. \u201cThis isn\u2019t about what you want anymore. It\u2019s about him. And right now, he needs stability, not confusion.\u201d<\/p>\n