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Dean pulled back and looked her over. “You came! You really came! I told Daddy you would.”

She smiled and hugged him tighter. “Of course I did. I wouldn’t miss your special day my sweet heart. I love love love you so much.”

Pedro watched them quietly. For a brief moment, everything else faded—the guests, the decorations, the music. All he saw was the woman he had wronged, holding the child they had made, loving him with a fierceness Pedro could never quite replicate.

And Dean, who hadn’t smiled all day, was now glowing.

It was as though with Tessa’s timely presence, the party came alive.

Tessa held...