“We did a paternity test. It’s real. He’s mine.”
I stepped back, running both hands through my hair.
“So this whole thing about me snoring… that was a lie? All of it?”
He flinched as if I’d hit him.
“I didn’t mean to lie. I just didn’t know what else to say. You’ve been through so much, Anna.
The miscarriages, the hormone treatments, the endless doctor appointments. I didn’t want to put more pain on you.”
“So you decided to hide a whole child instead?” I snapped.
“I thought if I could just help them quietly, it wouldn’t touch our lives. I started taking online gigs at night—writing, editing, anything I could get.
That’s why I’ve been locked in here. I’ve been sending money for Caleb’s school expenses, Laura’s medical bills… everything.”
I stared at him, every part of me shaking.
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