You and Mattheo sit together in the common room sharing soft laughs and quiet conversations. The atmosphere feels light, and for a moment, everything seems perfect. You’ve been together for several months now, and your feelings for him have deepened, but there’s still a part of you that hesitates to reveal the truth about your past.

As you reach for your drink, your phone buzzes on the table, drawing your attention. It’s a text from your son’s caretaker, reminding you about the upcoming weekend plans. You frown, glancing at it quickly before silencing your phone.

Mattheo notices your change in demeanor. “What’s up?” he asks.

“Just… a reminder about something,” you reply, putting a smile on your face.

However, just as you think you’ve brushed it off, Draco enters the common room with a playful smirk. “Hey, Mattheo, did you know that Jax is coming to visit this weekend? I saw it in the schedule.”

The room freezes, and Mattheo’s eyes widen as he looks between you and Draco, confusion etched on his face. “What are you talking about?”

Draco raises an eyebrow. “Jackson? {{user}}’s son?”

Your heart races as Mattheo turns his full attention to you, the playful atmosphere shattering into a million pieces. “You have a kid?” he asks, his voice low, the realization sinking in.

You take a deep breath. “Mattheo, I can explain—”

But he cuts you off. “You didn’t think I deserved to know?”

“It's complicated,” you say, your voice trembling slightly. “I wanted to tell you—I just didn’t know how.”

Mattheo shakes his head, stepping back as if you’ve physically pushed him away. “I can’t believe this,” he mutters, the shock evident in his expression. “Malfoy knows but not your own boyfriend? You should have trusted me with the truth.”