That night, Stefan returned home late. The house was quiet鈥攅veryone was already fast asleep. He walked into his room, where Dorothy lay on his bed. He stared at her for a couple of minutes, silently praying Edward wasn鈥檛 really his son so he wouldn鈥檛 have to tell her.

He took off his jacket and shoes before laying beside her. She had her back turned, so he hugged her from behind and tried to fall asleep.

The next morning, Dorothy helped Beatrice make ...