“What are you saying?” Becky asked, her voice was almost breaking.
“The day you had that miscarriage... it affected your womb,” he said quietly, slowly unbuttoning his shirt as if it helped him avoid eye contact. “The doctor told me you wouldn’t be able to conceive again.”
Becky couldn’t catch his breath for a second.
The walls around her seemed to close in. Her knees buckled slightly, and she reached out, grabbing the wall beside her to steady herself. Her mouth opened, but nothing came out.
Her chest rose and fell quickly. “Is this some kind of joke?” she asked, blinking like she was trying to wake up from a bad dream. “You’re joking, right? You kept this from me all these years?”
Lucas turned away. He couldn’t face her.
“Yes,” he said simply. “I didn’t want to tell you because I d
