Alina's POV
"What are you doing here?" My voice came out steadier than I felt as I crossed the room and snatched Leo from her arms. "And why are you holding my baby?"
Emily tilted her head, a sweet smile curling her lips. "What's the matter, Alina? I'm practically Leo's second mother. Why shouldn't I hold him?"
Leo's tiny face scrunched up. A thin, piercing wail tore from his throat.
"See?" She bounced him gently, eyes gleaming with triumph. "He wants me."
The moment Leo's teary gaze locked onto mine, the crying stopped. His little hands reached up, fingers tangling desperately in my hair. A soft, involuntary smile tugged at my lips despite everything.
I forced my voice flat. "You should leave. Now."
"Come on, Alina." Emily's tone dripped with false patience. "Why are you acting like this? We aren't enemies. I might be marrying your ex-husband, but that doesn't mean we can't be friends, right?" Her grin widened, sharp as a blade.
I had no time for this.
