Fiona.
My breath quickened as I braced myself for what Ethan had to say. A part of me already knew, but I clung desperately to the hope that I was wrong.
It couldn’t be.
I loved Ethan—perhaps more than I should have. But the thought that he could have taken my innocence without my consent shattered every good image I had left of him.
My mind spiraled into chaos. If he truly is my son’s father, what will happen? Will he try to take him away from me?
"I don't know where to begin, but I can only hope you find it in your heart to forgive me," he said, his voice low, his gaze fixed on the ground.
My heart pounded violently. My legs felt too weak to hold me up, yet I forced myself to remain composed. I stood still, waiting for him to utter the abomination he was about to confess.
"I was t
