"He's three now," Axel continued. His voice was calm.
"That means, soon, he'll be in school. Tell me, Evelyn... how do you expect to enroll him without a father's name on his record?" He added.
The weight of his words snapped her, leaving her breathless. Shame rose hot in her chest, her hands trembling in her lap.
For the first time, Evelyn felt anger, not at Axel, but at herself. At her blindness. At her selfishness.
Axel's jaw tightened, his voice rising as he continued, "Those children at school will mock him. Do you think it's normal for Oliver to suffer that kind of cruelty? Do you think I could ever accept that?"
His gaze darkened, anger dancing in his eyes. "I can't, Evelyn. Just the thought of it makes me furious."
Evelyn completely agreed with Axel.
For the sake of Oliver, she was willing. She would give up her pride, bend her rules, even risk her sanity if it meant protecting her son's future.
