Andrew closed his eyes, shame pooling like lead in his stomach. “Because I was afraid.”
“Of what?”
“At the beginning I thought it didn't matter since you didn't remember,” he whispered. “But as we got closer, and I got to know you, I was scared you might hate me.”
“I already hated you,” she said, but there was no venom in her voice. Only exhaustion.
“I didn’t know you’d gotten pregnant from that night. I didn’t know the impact of that night followed you. And when I found out, I swear, Amelia, my heart broke. I should’ve told you the truth. I should’ve told you everything the moment you walked into my office.”
“But you didn’t,” she said, voice trembling. “You let me sit across from you like a stranger. You let me work for you as your mistress. You called me back for that job because of
