“What are you doing here?” I snapped.
He turned, panic written all over his face. “Why didn’t you tell me the baby was a girl?”
I laughed bitterly. “Why would I tell you anything? You said the baby wasn’t yours.”
“That’s not what I meant,” he said quickly. “I thought… I thought you lost the baby. My fiancée told me you weren’t pregnant anymore.”
My chest tightened. “Your fiancée lied to you. Congratulations.”
He dragged a hand through his hair, breathing hard. “I invited you to the wedding because she insisted. She wanted proof you were completely out of my life. But when I told her you’d just given birth…” His voice faltered.
The air in the room shifted.
“She screamed,” he went on. “Said the baby couldn’t exist. Then she fainted.”
I slowly sat up, my heart racing. “Ethan… what did you do?”
He swallowed. “I ran. Straight here.”
