97: Fierce Chemistry

A V E L I N A

I shook my head in disbelief. "You want to file for custody?" My ears were ringing, and everything was happening too fast.

"I don't want to, but if I have to, I will."

I couldn't believe my ears. "So, this was your plan, right? Get close to the kids, and then threaten me that you would have the rights to them."

"No, that's not–"

"It's exactly that. Don't try to deny it. I'm stupid for even considering trusting you." I scoffed, throwing the plate on the counter.

"I never planned any of this, Avelina. Why are you so difficult? The kids know nothing about our past, why are you hellbent on dragging them into it? They don't deserve this. You're only been selfish for bringing them into the mix."

His words pierced through my chest, and I gasped. I didn't know what hurt me the most. The fact that he was threatening me, or the fact that he was right.

"What do you want me to do? Lie to them about you? Tell them that you didn't exist? What if they started asking about you, and I to