Behind it was the doctor’s note confirming a high-risk multiple pregnancy. Behind that, a copy of the letter my attorney had sent Marcus’s attorney, requesting communication regarding medical expenses and parental acknowledgment.
I remembered signing it. I remembered hoping it would force a conversation. I remembered receiving only silence.
Then another paper slipped free.
I frowned.
This one was not mine.
It was folded twice, the crease worn soft. At the top was the letterhead of Marcus’s old law firm. The date was eight years ago.
My breath slowed as I read.
Dear Mrs. Reynolds,
Per your request, this confirms that Mr. Marcus Reynolds has not been formally served with the enclosed medical documentation. No acknowledgment of paternity, financial responsibility, or custodial interest has been made at this time. Unless otherwise directed by Mr. Reynolds personally, no further action will be taken.
My hands tightened.
There was a handwritten note beneath it.
Patricia—this keeps him clear for now. But if Kesha ever asks for a copy of the delivery receipt, there may be a problem. You should speak with Daniel before this goes any further.
Daniel.
Marcus’s older brother.
The one person who had not been at Christmas dinner.
I read the name again, and the room seemed to tilt.
Daniel Reynolds had been Marcus’s attorney during our divorce. Daniel had signed every cold letter. Daniel had told my lawyer there would be no communication. Daniel had known there was medical documentation.
And Daniel had helped bury it.
My phone buzzed on the nightstand, making me jump.
A message from an unknown number appeared on the screen.
Kesha, it’s Celeste. I found something tonight after everyone left. I don’t think Marcus knows. I don’t think Patricia knows all of it either. Please call me before you speak to Daniel.
I stared at the message until the words blurred.
Down the hall, my children slept peacefully, unaware that the story of their beginning had just opened another door.
And somewhere in the past, someone had been holding the key.
