Chapter 29. Lost Years

Zera’s POV

His attention moved past me and settled on Diya, who stood behind me. “You must be Diya, Zera’s best friend,” he said in a calm and friendly tone despite the venom in Diya’s voice earlier.

“I am, and I hope you know that means I don’t like you.” She bit out at him, not treading lightly with him.

He smiled, and his deep dimple showed, and despite the tension, I felt myself melt on the inside.

“I don’t expect you to, but I hope that one day that will change. I hope you understand that I am doing what every reasonable father would do if they were in my shoes. I want to be a part of my son’s life, and that’s all.”

“There is a fine line between wanting to be a part of your son’s life and wanting to cut him off from his mother, the woman who had taken sole responsibility for raising, caring for, and providing for him against all odds in the last four years. That is cruel.”

Diya wouldn’t even let me speak. Why would she? We ha