Alexander POV.
As I stood there with Emma and Ethan, my heart was pounding with anticipation and nervousness. I knew this moment would be intense, but nothing could have prepared me for the raw emotions I was feeling.
The kids were still eyeing me cautiously, their initial surprise now settling into a curious, guarded interest. I took a deep breath, trying to steady my voice. "I want to explain something to you both," I began, looking at their small, expectant faces. “I know it must be confusing, me just showing up like this.”
Emma tilted her head slightly, her big eyes wide. “Why didn’t you come before? Why were you away?”
I felt a lump in my throat. This was harder than I imagined. “Well,” I said, struggling to find the right words, “there were mistakes I made. Things that went wrong between me and your mother. It was my fault. I wasn’t able to be here for you.”
Ethan furrowed his brow. “What mistakes? Why didn’t you fix them?”
I tried to hold back the emotions threatening to spill. “Sometimes, grown-ups make big mistakes, and they don’t always know how to fix them right away. I was one of those people. I should have done better, and I’m sorry for not being here.”
Emma looked thoughtful, but there was a trace of skepticism in her eyes. “So, you’re here now. What are you going to do?”
I nodded, feeling the weight of my words. “I’m here now because I want to be a part of your lives. I want to make things right, if I can. It might take time, but I want to try.”
Ethan’s eyes softened, but he still kept his distance. “Mom didn't say you were coming, else we would have prepared for this meeting. So, pardon us if we seem a bit out of place.”
The vulnerability in his voice struck me deeply. I took a hesitant step closer, feeling the enormity of the moment. “I understand. I’m out of place too. It’s a lot for everyone. But I promise, I’m here now, and I want to be someone you can count on.”
Just then, the door creaked open, and the nanny walked in, her face was of confusion and disbelief. Her gaze flitted between me and the children. It was clear she recognized the resemblance but struggled to process it. Her mouth opened, but no words came out.
I cleared my throat, feeling a sudden surge of determination. “Hello, I’m Alexander Williams Alistair. I’m the children’s father.”
The nanny’s eyes widened in shock, her face turning pale. “You… you’re their father?”
I nodded firmly. “Yes, that’s right. I came to see my children. I’m sorry if this was unexpected.”
The nanny looked back at Emma and Ethan, her expression was of concern and confusion. “I wasn’t informed… I need to speak with Mrs. Davis about this.”
I could see the uncertainty in her eyes. “Please, I’ll wait here. I just want a moment with them.”
The nanny nodded, her voice trembling slightly as she left to make the call. I turned my attention back to Emma and Ethan, my heart aching as I saw the flicker of recognition in their eyes. They were absorbing this new reality, and it was clear they were trying to reconcile this sudden appearance of their father.
Emma finally spoke, her voice soft. “So, are you really going to stay?”
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