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That afternoon, everything had been arranged.<\/p>\n
My black suit was tailored in Manhattan. My grandfather\u2019s cuff links gleamed beneath crisp white sleeves. In my pocket sat an engagement ring chosen with the approval of my mother, my attorneys, and nearly everyone except me.<\/p>\n
By seven o\u2019clock, I was expected to propose to Serena Vance at my family\u2019s conservatory overlooking Central Park.<\/p>\n
It wasn\u2019t love.<\/p>\n
It was business wearing a diamond.<\/p>\n
Then I entered the men\u2019s room.<\/p>\n
Four little boys in matching navy uniforms stood at the sinks. They couldn\u2019t have been older than six.<\/p>\n
At first, I barely noticed them.<\/p>\n
Then one pushed his wet hair back.<\/p>\n
The others copied him.<\/p>\n
My heart stopped.<\/p>\n
Fingers sweeping from forehead to crown. A slight shake. Then the left hand touching the back of the neck.<\/p>\n
I had done that my entire life.<\/p>\n
My father used to laugh and say, \u201cThat\u2019s how you know a Mercer man is nervous.\u201d<\/p>\n
One boy caught me staring through the mirror.<\/p>\n
\u201cMister, why are you copying us?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m not.\u201d<\/p>\n
All five of us faced the glass.<\/p>\n
The same gray-blue eyes.<\/p>\n
The same sharp chin.<\/p>\n
The same dimple in the left cheek.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ve always done that,\u201d I whispered.<\/p>\n
They grinned.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo have we.\u201d<\/p>\n
The boldest boy held out his hand.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m Leo. That\u2019s Liam, Luke, and Logan. We\u2019re quadruplets.\u201d<\/p>\n
My mouth went dry.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere\u2019s your mother?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe works here,\u201d Leo said. \u201cBut she\u2019s arguing with the manager because we need somewhere to sleep.\u201d<\/p>\n
I followed them into the restaurant.<\/p>\n
Then I saw her.<\/p>\n
Elena stood in a black server\u2019s apron while a manager spoke coldly.<\/p>\n
\u201cEmployees cannot sleep in the storage room.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMy boys only need somewhere safe until morning,\u201d she pleaded.<\/p>\n
\u201cNot my problem.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then Elena looked up.<\/p>\n
Time stopped.<\/p>\n
The tiny scar above her eyebrow.<\/p>\n
Those impossible green eyes.<\/p>\n
The woman I had loved more than anyone.<\/p>\n
The woman my mother claimed had abandoned me six years earlier.<\/p>\n
\u201cElena\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
Her face filled with panic.<\/p>\n
\u201cBoys, come with me.\u201d<\/p>\n
Outside, February wind cut through the street. Two worn duffel bags sat beside the children.<\/p>\n
I offered Elena the key card to my empty Tribeca apartment.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo questions tonight,\u201d I said. \u201cJust take them somewhere warm.\u201d<\/p>\n
She refused until Leo whispered, \u201cMom, I\u2019m tired.\u201d<\/p>\n
Finally, she accepted it.<\/p>\n
Before entering my SUV, Elena turned toward me.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou don\u2019t get to disappear for six years and suddenly decide you\u2019re their father.\u201d<\/p>\n
The words hit harder than any accusation.<\/p>\n
I looked at the four boys waiting inside.<\/p>\n
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