From Ruby to Rhyot

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Her eyes paused on my son and they widened as she pieced it together. "Shit, is he,"

"Careful, Leah," I stopped her. "If you want to talk about the past, do it when my son is not around."

She covered her mouth with her hand, "Shit."

"Were you... friends?" Rhett asked carefully.

"No. I had no friends in school," I told him. "We were classmates."

"I was friends with your uncle," she told him.

"My what?" My son frowned.

I glared at her and she gasped, "He don't know... Cole?"

"Was he part of the family that cut ties with you, mum?"

"Yes," I said shortly. "Mind your words Leah, Rhett has no connections with the family I had in Massachusetts, only with my English family. So, before your run your mouth, think first."

"Was he your brother, mum?" Rhett asked.

"Yes," I clenched my jaw. "He was. Our life choices made so he ain't no brother of mine now. He isn't worthy of your recognition either."

My son caressed my back, noticing my anxiety, "It's okay, aunt Leah, I don't want to know anything about them. My whole life I only had mum and grandma, and that's enough for me."

"Does he know?" She asked me.

"It doesn't concerns him," I snapped.

"Ruby, it clearly does," she looked at my son from head to toe.

"No, it does not," I hissed.

"Will you stay like this forever then?"

What the hell is her deal? "When he's of age, he can choose to know more about the rest of his bloodline, but until then, it's up to me to make choices that will keep him safe. Away from the danger that lies in there. So, yes, until he turns 18, or until he graduates, things will remain like this, as they should."

"Which one is it?" She asked. "1 or 2?"

I gasped, "Excuse me? I wasn't a whore, Leah."

"Well, you could have done it without knowing. Many did."

My jaw dropped, "I know who it was."

"1 or 2, then?" This bitch.

"2," I hissed. "I was never close to 1."

"Well, 1 was certainly close to you."

I frowned, "What? What are you talking about?"

"You don't know?" She arched her brows.

"Know what?" My frown deepened.

"Oh, man, you never talked to any of them after you moved to Oxford in early July, did you?"

I swallowed, anxiety rising up, "No, why?"

"Oh," she blinked, "shit. You don't know."

"Know what, Leah?" I asked exasperated.

"Are you... sure it was 2?"

I clenched my jaw, "Yes."

"100%?"

"I know who my son's father is, damn it!" I yelled, frustrated, but as soon as it was out, I cursed myself, mentally regretting saying that out loud.

"Was... my dad a twin?" Rhett asked, too damn smart for his own good.

Closing my eyes, I cursed under my breath, "Yes."

"He didn't know that?" Leah gasped.

"An identical twin?" My son gasped.

Sigh, "Yes."

"You've... been with both?" Neville butt in.

"No!" I gasped horrified. "Jesus, no."

"Was 2... the youngest twin?" Rhett asked.

I growled, "Yes. Yes, he was, alright? He was falling behind his grades, I was assigned to be his private teacher, because I was the top 1 in class, and he wasn't so intelligent. The headmaster said that if I helped that idiot, I would get my recommendation letter to Oxford, so, I did it, even though I didn't want to. He was a pain in the arse most of the time, but sometimes... sometimes he was the best guy I had ever met. I fell for him by May, but he didn't fall for me. After he rejected me, we got together one last time in June, that was when you came into the picture. I only learned about you in August."

"You were... already in Oxford," Leah realized.

I swallowed, "Yes. I was already in Oxford, I had already severed contact with the Sinnott and taken up mum's last name instead, Vaughan. Then my mum told me the truth about what Rhett's paternal family actually was about, the danger they actually represented, and I realized how stupid I had been, and how much danger I had put my son and myself in, by having a son with a guy from that family," I side eyed Rhett, "I don't regret you at all."