Olivia hesitated.
Then she said it.
“Grace.”
Daniel repeated the name softly.
“Grace.”
His voice cracked.
“You shouldn’t be here,” Olivia said.
Instead of answering, Daniel pulled out his phone.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
He looked at the screen.
Then said something she never expected.
“I’m canceling the wedding.”
The room went completely still.
Olivia blinked.
“What?”
“I’m not marrying someone who lied about my child.”
Margaret crossed her arms.
“How convenient.”
Daniel ignored her.
“You should have told me.”
Olivia’s chest tightened.
“I tried.”
“When?”
“Three months after the divorce. I sent you a letter.”
Daniel frowned.
“What letter?”
“The one saying the baby was healthy. The one asking if you wanted to be involved.”
Daniel slowly shook his head.
“I never got it.”
Olivia’s stomach dropped.
“You’re saying it vanished?”
“My fiancée handles my mail.”
The realization spread through the room like ice water.
Olivia whispered,
“You’re kidding.”
Daniel’s jaw tightened.
“No.”
He looked down at Grace again.
“I missed everything.”
The words sounded broken.
Minutes passed in silence.
Finally Olivia asked,
“Why did you really come here?”
Daniel met her eyes.
“I didn’t believe you.”