After our divorce, I faced labor alone with his child—until the doctor revealed a truth, and his mother tried one last time to tear us apart

For a long, heavy moment, no one moved.

Then Mason slowly turned toward me.

And something in his expression changed.

Not heartbreak.

Not confusion.

Something colder.

Sharper.

Because for the first time in our entire relationship, Mason Avery looked ready to stop standing in the middle.

And this time—

He might finally choose me.