In her eyes, he was still that kid who liked to stir up trouble, the bad boy who Tiffany claimed to love. The good times and the bad were right there, plain as day.How could Tiffany have hidden his child from him? Why was her sister too afraid to tell him about Emma? What did Tiffany know that Beth didn’t? Or was it something Tiffany feared?The unknowns were the hardest to fight, and Beth would drive herself insane thinking about them before this whole ordeal was over.Darren was still a good-looking guy, although he’d cut his long hair into a short, businesslike style. His youthful skinny body had bulked up, his arms muscular and his waist trim. Had she not been so desperately in love with Robert, Beth might even have been attracted to him.He’d dressed in expensive clothing, and she recognized his loafers as Gucci. Clearly he was a success now, and she’d have to stop thinking about him as a kid who’d done stupid things. He owned his own business and had made something of himself.A young woman walked by his side as they came up the carpeted hallway of Alexis’s office suite.
