C63 Chapter 63

Clyde

I pushed open the door and stepped inside. The room was bright with decorations, a pastel dream of balloons and streamers. The birthday girl stood in the center, surrounded by family, gifts, and laughter.

Bronwyn's fifth birthday.

Five years. Five years I'd been a father without knowing it.

I should be overwhelmed with guilt, but right now, all I could feel was rage