Her pace quickened to a near run as she approached the complex entrance, where Robin’s sedan sat conspicuously against the curb, like an unwelcome intrusion.
Through the lowered window, Robin gestured frantically to capture her attention. “Elissa! I’m right here!”
“I see you,” Elissa acknowledged curtly, maintaining her brisk approach while extending her palm expectantly. “I’ll take whatever my mother sent.”
“One moment, please,” Robin replied with visible reluctance, extricating himself from the vehicle to retrieve a bag from the trunk before offering it with trembling hands. “Your mother specifically requested I deliver this.”
“Appreciated,” Elissa replied, accepting the package while preparing for immediate departure. “Assuming our business is concluded, I’ll return to…”
“Elissa, please wait!” Robin’s interruption carried desperate intensity. “I acknowledge that following you was inexcusable behavior, but the delivery was merely a pretext. There’s something crucial I must reveal to you.”
“What could that possibly be?” Elissa’s confusion was genuine—their divorce had seemingly resolved all necessary communications between them.
Robin’s nervous gaze swept their surroundings with obvious discomfort. “This location lacks the privacy our conversation requires. Would you consider speaking inside the vehicle?”
“Absolutely not,” Elissa responded firmly, her frown conveying absolute rejection. “Whatever you need to say can be articulated right here.”
Inside the vehicle, she would be vulnerable to any aggressive behavior—a risk no rational woman would accept when dealing with increasingly erratic male behavior.
Upon witnessing her obvious wariness, Robin’s features contorted with bitter recognition of how thoroughly he had destroyed her trust, a rueful smile playing across his lips.
The consequences of his choices had finally manifested—he would now face the isolation his actions had earned.
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“Very well. We’ll conduct this conversation in the open.” Robin summoned his failing courage for what promised to be a devastating admission. “Elissa, I owe you the most profound apology…”
“For what purpose?” Elissa stepped back in surprise, dismissing his words with a gesture. “Our marriage has been legally dissolved. Continued apologies for historical grievances serve no constructive purpose.”
“This isn’t about our previous conflicts,” Robin persisted, his voice growing strained. “I’ve concealed something significant from you throughout our entire relationship. Tonight, I’ve come to make a full confession.”
The word “confession” struck Elissa with unexpected force. What transgression could be so severe that her former spouse would employ such religiously charged terminology?
“Proceed with your revelation,” she commanded, steeling herself for whatever bombshell awaited. ?s s
“The matter concerns…” Robin’s tongue darted across his arid lips as words struggled to form. “That boy we encountered this afternoon— is he the biological offspring of you and Mr. Flynn?”
Elissa maintained her silence for several heartbeats before offering a single, definitive nod. “He is.”
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