I answered firmly, “especially after you insisted the baby could not possibly be yours.”
“That is not what I meant,” he replied quickly while running a hand through his hair. “I thought you were no longer pregnant because my fiancée told me you had lost the baby.”
A sharp pain tightened inside my chest as the realization settled in. “Your fiancée lied to you,” I said quietly, “so congratulations on believing her.”
He began pacing near the window while breathing heavily as if trying to process the information. “I only invited you to the wedding because she demanded it,” he admitted after a moment. “She wanted proof that you were completely out of my life.”Wedding planning services
He paused while glancing back at the crib where my daughter continued sleeping peacefully. “When I told her you had just given birth she started screaming that the baby could not exist,” he continued, “and then she fainted.”
I leaned back against the pillows while studying his face carefully. “Travis what exactly did you do after that,” I asked.
He swallowed nervously before answering. “I left immediately and drove straight here.”
