“Jeff didn’t know about the school. I enrolled Luna recently. And anyway, Jeff only knows the bare minimum about my daughter. That’s what he wanted.”
I walked away from them, leaving them on the couch as I went to check on the kids.
Standing by the window, I watched Luke and Luna together. They could easily pass for twins. Despite the revelation, their laughter was like a soothing melody. Luke pushed Luna on the swing, and her hair streamed behind her as she soared through the air.
They were the innocent victims in this. They were a beautiful reminder of the purest form of love and connection – that of siblings.
I started washing the dishes. I needed to keep my hands busy. Could our marriage survive such a massive betrayal of trust?
Jeff had cheated on me around the time we were trying to conceive Luke. Was it the pressure of trying? Or did he just not care about our relationship enough?
It also disgusted me that Jeff only wanted to know the bare minimum about Luna, his own daughter. It was absurd, especially under the pretense of not wanting to hurt our family.
So, here I am, sitting by the window, trying to figure out my next move. I’m at a loss. No matter what choice I make, something precious will be lost.
The only thing I’m certain of is the growing bond between Luke and Luna. Through all this turmoil, they found each other. And I know that neither Jeff, Penelope, nor I will break what they’ve formed. I’ve agreed to try co