Barrette's POV
I stood there holding her arm and if she thought that her tears were going to make me less angry, she was wrong. I just wanted her to admit that the baby was possibly mine because I knew there was a chance that it was, and I wanted her to admit that she cheated on me, and then she could go to bed and I would take her to the doctor that I found to do the test for me in the morning.
"Tell me now, Ashlynn." I said, wanting to shake her, but I refrained.
"It's yours," she finally whispered, so quietly that it was hard to hear.
"Who else could it be?" I asked, and she looked up at me a little surprised.
"No one."
"Don't f*****g lie to me, I know all about Adam."
"What about him?"
"I know you f****d him. Was one d**k not enough for you? How many others were ther
