Chapter 65 Poisoned Minds

• I watched Dominic as he held our son, his face tight with concentration, eyes focused as if memorizing every inch of our boy's tiny features. I could see the effort he put into keeping himself together; after all, this was the first time he was meeting his son. My heart clenched as I felt the weight of that moment, and suddenly, it felt like time stopped.
• "What’s his name?" Dominic’s voice, quiet yet edged with a tremor, pulled me back into reality.
• I hesitated. "I… I never got to name him. Ivan called him something…” My voice trailed off as I saw Dominic’s expression shift into a scowl, a deep crease forming between his brows.