Finley's expression softened, disbelief and relief flooding his features. He stood at once and opened his arms. "Oliver…"
The boy hurried over, wrapping his arms around Finley.
"Daddy said Mommy is here." He looks up to see Finley in the eyes, "Can I see him now?"
Finley swallowed hard and gently patted Oliver's head. He looked past him to Axel, his gaze still sharp, but no longer burning.
"Not now, but we'll see her soon," Finley said softly, his hand gently resting on Oliver's shoulder. "How about we sit over there?" he suggested, motioning toward the seating area.
Axel followed them into the seating area and took the single sofa opposite the longer one.
Oliver immediately climbed up beside Finley, settling himself comfortably.
Axel watched for a moment, then looked down at his phone, intending to leave and look for David. However, he paused when Finley began speaking.
