Bella's POV
More than a week had passed since everything went wrong, and while my body had mostly healed, my mind remained scattered. Silas had shown me unexpected kindness during my recovery, almost too much kindness, and Toby had settled into the penthouse like he owned the place.
The staff no longer treated him as a visitor. They called him "little sir" and catered to his every whim like he was born into this world of luxury. Each time I heard that title, something twisted uncomfortably in my stomach. I still struggled with the reality of it all. I hadn't fully accepted that my son should be living like Silas's heir, even though that was exactly what he was by blood.
