17. Meeting Daddy

Sophia's heart sank, and she muttered inwardly, "No, I can't let him meet the twins now." Beads of sweat began to form, tracing a glistening path down her forehead and neck.

Clutching the crumpled paper in her hands, Sophia fought to conceal her anger and carefully unfolded the letter. Her gaze was drawn to their wedding picture frame, a stark contrast to her present emotional turmoil.

In the photograph, she radiated happiness – the smile of a woman marrying the soul that had resided in her heart for years.

Sophia's arms were draped affectionately across Alex's shoulders as they faced each other. But as her eyes lingered on the image, she noticed the difference in their expressions. While her face beamed with love and joy, Alex wore a plain, detached look, his hands resting at his sides rather than around her.

How had she missed the undercurrent of his displeasure on their wedding day? Perhaps she had been too wrapped up in her happiness to realize that he wasn't thinking of her the w