''...Five years…it's been five years since you left me Isla,'' Dante mumbled as he looked at the spot where Leo stood previously in the office.
''You even took our son away…Damien, our Damien.'' Dante talked in the empty room as if someone was listening to his rants.
''He should be five years old.''
Recalling the baby that he held in his arms that night, tears started to well in Dante's eyes. The warmth, the overprotectiveness, the love that came on its own, the desire to satisfy the child's needs…he should have known.
When he did not feel anything for Annalise's child, he should have known that he was not his son.
When his wife started to behave out of character from the beginning of her pregnancy, he should have known something like her running away from the duchy with their child would happen in the nearest future.
He should have known…He should have known…He should have known!
