TREVOR DIDN’T CALL me until the next day. He apologized and said that Brandy was going to go in for DNA testing in the next couple of months, to make sure the baby was really his.
“So, where is she now?” I asked.
He was quiet.
“Did she leave?”
He sighed. “I let her move in.”
My heart stopped. “What?”
“She doesn’t have anywhere to go, but listen to me. I hate that f*****g b***h. She’s only here because if she is carrying my child, I want to protect him.”
He was already calling the baby, ‘him’.
“I understand,” I said, the tears spilling from my eyes. He wasn’t breaking up with me but it sure felt the same. My heart was being crushed and neither of us were really even responsible.
“Are you crying?”
“No,” I lied.
“I love you, Adriana. No matter what happens, I still want to marry yo
