I steadied my racing heart and did my best to appear calm.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"After all this, you're still lying? All of this was found in your room. Someone saw you burning it with their own eyes."
Henry stood up and walked toward me.
At nearly six foot two, he radiated an overwhelming sense of intimidation.
"If you had the baby, why didn't you tell me?"
I instinctively took a step back, my shoulder hitting the door.
But Henry didn't stop.
His voice was cold, and his eyes were filled with disgust, as if he had already decided that I was trying to use the baby to threaten him.
"Why should I have told you?"
I straightened my back and met his gaze head-on.
"You never wanted her to be born. Wouldn't it have been better for you not to know she existed?"
Henr
