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My heart started beating out of my chest. “What man, Wes? Who was he?”

“Zoey’s biological father, Scott Louis.”

“What?” I shouted, and Charlotte began to cry. “Shh. It’s okay.” I stood up, put her in her swing, and turned it on.

“She had figured out who he was before he could introduce himself.”

“I can’t believe this.” I paced around the room. “What the hell is he doing in New York? Did he move back here?”

“He gave me his number and told me that he was here for a month for work.”

“He gave you his number?” My eye narrowed.

“Unfortunately, yes.”

“I need to go talk to Zoey.” I walked over and pressed the elevator button.

When I reached her bedroom, I pushed the door openslowly. Zoey was sitting cross-legged on her bed in oversized sweatpants and one of Weston’s hoodies, staring out the window. Her phone was lying face down beside her, and not in her hand. Seeing that told me how upset she was, and it broke my heart.

I sat on the edge of the bed and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

“Are you okay?”

“Great, Mom. I’m really great.” She brought her hand up and wiped a tear with her finger.

“So, you saw Scott,” I said.

“Yep. He saw me and knew right away. He said I looked exactly like you.”

“I know.” I softly rubbed her back.

“I walked away from him. I told him to keep on walking to wherever it was he was going and forget he ever saw me, because I would.”

“That’s okay. You have every right to be angry with him.”

“I hate him,” she said.

“That’s okay too.” I hooked my arm around her, and she lay her head on my shoulder.

“He doesn’t get points showing up seventeen years later,” she said.

“No, he doesn’t. He gave Wes his number.”

“What?” She lifted her head.

“He told him that he would be in New York for a month for work.”

“Do you think he wants to get to know me? Because I don’t want to get to know him.”

“I don’t know, Zoe. But that’s your choice. You’re the one in control here, not him.”

The door slowly opened, and Wes walked in holding Charlotte up, away from him.

“She exploded, Sam.”

Zoey and I laughed. I got up from the bed and took her from him.

“Let’s give you a bath and clean you up. Zoey, do you want to help?”