Chapter 310. James Schwartz

Proserpina

I had the cabbie drop me in the middle of the street and I made my way blindly, to a coffee shop at a nearby mall where I sat, hunched and trembling, unable to gather my thoughts together.

Had all these years with Lucien been a lie then?

Had he stashed his secret family away, hidden from me all this time? And when he left me to go on his business trips, had he really been going to visit them? The youth I had seen had been easily as old as Claude.

So…? Could there be more children who would crawl out like worms coming out of woodwork?

My thoughts went round and round like a rat on a wheel.

I had left my phone in the car, I realized, when I was getting out at the Town House. But I needed to talk to someone. I looked around and caught the eye of a young man sitting close by, watching me. The expectant look on his face turned to one of elation when I made my way to him. With a small smile, stiffly, I asked,

“Please, c