MIKA
Channing hums in response, shifting his gaze from his plate to mine and I take a small breath, steadying myself.
"Wade texted me before we left your parents' house to let me know he was heading to my parents' and wanted to see me about something he wanted to share with me. I agreed to come over because I also wanted to tell him about the paternity results… as well as share the results with my family.”
I continue, watching his reaction as I speak, but he gives me nothing except nods, encouraging me to continue. “When I got there, he—” I hesitate before pushing forward. “He bought me a car–a Range Rover as a thank you for everything I did for him.”
My heart beats faster as I wait for him to say something–to get upset—to demand why I accepted it. But he doesn’t. Instead, he nods a
