Angela turned her head and saw Jonathan sitting beside the bed with exhausted eyes full of regret.
“Is he safe,” she asked breathlessly.
“Our son is healthy,” Jonathan replied quickly.
Angela let out a bitter laugh mixed with pain.
“Our son,” she repeated quietly. “Where were you when your mother destroyed everything.”
Jonathan lowered his head.
“I was a coward and you nearly died because of it,” he admitted.
Angela began to cry as years of anger finally spilled out.
“I loved you anyway and I hate that I loved you,” she whispered.
Jonathan gently held her hand.
“Please allow me the chance to become the man you deserved from the beginning,” he said.
At that moment the hospital door opened and Margaret Blake stepped inside.
Jonathan immediately stood between his mother and Angela.
“This woman is the mother of my child and the woman I love,” he said calmly. “If you cannot respect her then you must leave.”
Margaret stood silent for the first time in her life.
Three months later sunlight streamed through the windows of a small chapel on the Blake family estate while Angela walked slowly toward Jonathan in a simple white dress.