Kai continued, each sentence sharp and deliberate. "Not just you—none of us. Do any of us truly have the right to ask her why she kept secrets? When we... we couldn't even be honest ourselves."
He laughed again, bitter and broken. "Tell me, brother. Did we ever tell her the truth?"
A pause. A silence that screamed.
"Did we ever tell her that we never wanted children? That from the beginning, it was agreed—only one of us would have a child, and it would be you? No, we didn't. Did we tell her that Ryan and I never even wanted to marry in the first place?"
He shook his head slowly, as if disgusted with himself.
"Did we tell her about the prenup you made her sign—hidden under a stack of official documents she never even read? The one that made sure, even if she left, she left with nothing?" His voice cracked, but only just.
"You talk about her hiding things from us," Kai said, his voice now barely a whisper. "But the truth is… we were the ones who started hiding first."
