The silence in the room pushed me to the ground.
“You… you didn’t do it?” Aiden asked, his eyes flickering with disbelief. “But… I… the reports—”
I shook my head, scoffing.
He was an i***t and I wasn’t going to clear anything up.
“Get out of my house, Mr. Wood.”
“I’m not leaving without an answer. You said something. If it wasn’t you, what happened?”
He crouched in front of me.
“Go on, tell me, how did you lose the baby?”
I recalled how he pushed me that night, a small tired smile grazing my lips.
“You can’t handle the truth, so what’s the point?”
His forehead creased but before he could press on, the sound of banging filled the room.
I stood, realising someone was knocking on the door.
I opened it quickly, stumbling back when I realised it wasn’t Betty.
Instead of my pet
