“I wish for Daddy to stay with us forever.”
It’s a simple wish, and I know I should’ve expected it. But having Evie admit her desire now, in front of everyone shocks me regardless. The words hang in the air, heavier than the cake or any celebration could ever be. The room suddenly falls silent as the weight of Evie’s wish settles over us like a shroud. Rhys seems momentarily stunned too. His gaze softens, and a fleeting shadow of regret passes across his face.
I swallow hard, feeling a lump form in my throat as I force a smile at Evie. Her wish is pure and heartfelt, despite the pain it stirs within me.
“Alright, sweetheart,” I say, my voice trembling despite my efforts to remain steady. “Let’s cut the cake now.”
With a gentle nod, I guide Evie’s small hand as she presses the knife int
