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“The baby’s father … who is it?” My voice was brittle and broken.
She looked around the kitchen, searching for an escape.
How could I have been so fucking blind?
When she didn’t answer me, I continued. “Do you have anything to say for yourself?”
Her skin went pale, her eyes wider. A part of me hated myself for making her feel bad. Even though she made me madder than I’ve ever been in my entire life, she was still the woman I loved. She was still everything I had been longing for since the moment she left.
Again, she didn’t respond.
“How far along are you again?” I asked, trying to do the math in my head.
“Eight weeks,” she whispered.
Still, she refused to look at me.
“Look at me!” I roared, slamming my fist into the top of the counter and making her jump.
Her eyes watered, tears threatening, and I had to hold myself back from going to her and pulling her into my arms. She looked into my eyes, and I could feel her heart breaking just as much as mine.
“You were just going to let me live with the wrong sister for the rest of my life?”
I was just as angry with myself for being stupid enough to fall for their bullshit. I should have known the moment I went to stick my dick in Allison and she told me to put on a condom.
Since the first time I fucked Addison in Bora Bora, I had come deep inside her. It was my favorite part. Filling her with everything I was and not giving a fuck about consequences.
“Say something!” My voice broke, my emotions coming through clearly.
Her tears rolled down her cheeks, and the urge to go to her and wipe them away was extreme.
I moved around the kitchen island and closer to her. She flinched when I reached for her arm, and the action made me rage against myself. I was hurt, and I was beyond mad, but yelling at a pregnant woman was wrong.
“Addison,” I said her name more softly.
Still, she looked at the wall beside my head and not into my eyes like I wanted her to.
“Look at me, Angel. Never be afraid of me. You’re brave, remember? Remember Bora Bora. Parasailing and swimming with sharks.”
Finally, she looked me in the eye, the pain and coldness in her stare breaking me.
“Did you honestly think I would never find out?”
“You were never supposed to.” She sniffled.
“Is this some kind of game you and your sister play? Was fucking me over fun for you?”
Fire sparked in her eyes, and another tear slipped down her cheek. “I can’t believe you’d even ask me that.”
“Well, what else am I supposed to think, Addy?”
“Wyatt, I’ve been in love with you since I was a young girl, but I never existed to you. I’m an outsider to the world you and Allison live in. I’ll never be like her.”
No way did she mean that. If she had loved me that long, she would have never deceived me.
“You’re lying,” I spat.
“I’m not a liar. I would never lie about—”
