Ashton was explaining something about his robot.
Then they noticed Adam staring.
Amara immediately moved closer to me.
Adam swallowed.
“Are those…?”
I knew what he was asking.
I also knew I wasn’t going to make it easy for him.
“Are those what?”
His eyes moved between them.
“Allison.”
“You’ll have to finish the question.”
His face tightened.
“Are those my kids?”
Amara’s head snapped toward me.
Andy went completely still.
Ashton frowned.
The woman behind Adam whispered, “Your what?”
Silence.
Absolute silence.
Not in the lobby.
Hundreds of people were still talking around us.
But inside our little circle, everything stopped.
Amara looked at Adam.
Then me.
Then Adam again.
“Mom?”
I took a slow breath.
“This is Adam Hayes.”
None of them moved.
“He is your biological father.”
Andy’s saxophone case slipped slightly in his hand.
Adam whispered, “Oh my God.”
Amara’s face hardened instantly.
“You knew about
