Lucien sat in his home office and stared at the file in front of him. The same one that Heather had given him. It was a form that made his blood boil. She had really thought about it and decided that he was better off without his son. There was a space at the back of the file where if he signed, he gave up his rights as Theon's father. He wanted to crumple it up. His hand shook with the effort not to. He wanted a space in his child's life. There would be complications but he thought that it was not too late to be Theon's father. How can it ever be too late? He refused to consider that side of things. Children were hard-wired to love their parents and his son would love him unless Heather had poisoned his son against him.
He heard footsteps coming to his office door and wondered if Star had finished her shower and come looking for him. He frowned wondering why she was seeking him out. She usually just waited.
