Noah nodded eagerly. “Mommy Lily is nice to me, Mommy. She plays with me, she makes Daddy happy. You should sign the papers so we can be a happy family.”
I felt the air leave my lungs. Then—before I could react—she turned to Jason. And kissed him. Right in front of me. A deep, slow kiss, as if they had all the time in the world.
Noah giggled. "Mommy Lily and Daddy love each other!"
Something inside me snapped. But I couldn’t move. I just stood there. Frozen. Like a fool. Like an idiot. Watching my husband—my first love—kiss my sister while my son cheered them on.
This wasn’t real.This couldn’t be real. But it was.
It was all real.
Jason pulled away from Lily with a satisfied smirk. Then he turned to me, his eyes gleaming with cruel amusement.
"Now, be a good girl and sign the papers, Emma," he said, his tone mocking and gave me another copy.
Noah, still holding his toy, turned to me with pleading eyes. "Yeah, Mommy. Sign it. Sign it now, please!"
Happy?
They already looked happy.
Like a perfect family. Double betrayal. A knife straight through my heart.
I stumbled backward, my vision swimming with unshed tears.
“I—I need to be alone,” I choked out.