SHE STOLE YOUR HUSBAND, MOCKED YOUR PREGNANT BODY AT THE DIVORCE HEARING, AND THOUGHT SHE’D WON… BUT SHE HAD NO IDEA YOU WERE WALKING AWAY WITH A SECRET THAT WOULD TURN HER FAIRYTALE WEDDING INTO A PUBLIC

It is not a large smile. Not theatrical. Not bitter.

Just enough to make both of them uneasy.

“I agree,” you say. “A child does deserve stability. And honesty. Those things always matter in the end.”

Ruth’s brows tighten for half a second. Damián hears something in your tone he cannot quite place, but he is too arrogant to follow the scent.

You walk past them.