Dear Ex Wife Please take me back (Athena and Alex) novel Chapter 114

“Dr Dawson!” Rayen- my son runs towards me, and I kneel with open arms.

As he runs, my heart tags in disappointment with myself.

How could I not have seen it?

The black hair, the birthmark.

He looks like the spitting image of Alex, but still, I should have known.

“I'm much better! I missed you so much.” He buries his head in my chest, and something tugs at my heart strings and tears begin to fall.

I pull him closer, clinging to him like I’ve just surfaced from drowning. My fingers thread through his hair, and the first sob slips past my lips. Then another.

Silent at first, then louder, more broken. Tears stream down my cheeks, hot and blinding.

I can't stop.

Because for the first time in years, I’m holding him not as a child I've doted on, but as my son.

And he doesn’t even know he’s mine.

I know I haven't confirmed it yet, but I'm more sure of it this time than I ever was.

Rayen pulls back, his little fingers brushing my face with concern wrinkling his three-year-old forehead.

“Did something bad happen?” he asks, blinking up at me with those wide, innocent eyes.

I shake my head, forcing a watery smile, cupping his cheek with trembling hands.

“No, sweetheart… something good. Something really, really good happened.”

His lips part to ask more, but before he can, the front door creaks open behind us.

Ariana steps out, followed by Sloane, her sunglasses perched in her hair and a knowing grin tugging at her lips.

Sloane is a beauty. With blonde hair and a body to die for. She looks like she works out a lot. She flashes me her beautiful smile, and I just know she's about to spew nonsense,

“Well damn,” Sloane says, leaning on the doorway with crossed arms. “The way those tears are falling, one would think this is some dramatic mother-and-son reunion.”

I glance up slowly, my eyes meeting hers. I wipe the tears and give them an apologetic smile.

“Sloane!” Ariana grumbles in a voice, showing she's not pleased. She glares at her before walking to me with a smile, her eyes softening once more.

“My dear Athena. How are you holding up? You just ran off the other day. Is everything okay?” She changes the subject and doesn't ask me about why I was crying, and I'm grateful for it. Honestly, I don't know how to answer that.

“Yeah.” Is all I can think of.

“He's grown on you, hasn't he?” She takes my hand as she gestures at Rayen, and my heart strings tug.

I'm dying to let them know. But first, I need to do the DNA test.

That's why I came here, I needed Rayen’s hair, or anything like a toothbrush.

“How's it going at the hospital? I hope Ian isn't being too hard on you.” We take a seat on the couch.

I Have the hair samples in my hand, but I think I need that toothbrush, but how the hell can I ask for it without sounding suspicious?

“It's a hospital, you know. You save some and lose some. It shatters you, but you keep going.” I finally respond truthfully.

“That's depressing. But you're the real heroes!”

“Dr. Dawson! Come I show you my new room! Granny said I can have one here, too.” Rayen tugs on my coat with a pout.

“Aunt Ari. Get me that laptop I work on the designs while my best friend gets a tour of a bedroom.” Sloane laughs, and Ariana joins her.

“I guess we'll leave you two to it.” She stands, and Sloane follows her behind.

“Show me the room, big guy!” I stand, and Rayen jumps in excitement.

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