Fabian
"A divorce?" I asked. I just listened to all that Ara said. It wasn't good, none of it; I didn't like that they went to such strong levels to just try to bring me down, but I understood why Ara did it. She was angry with me, and people were not always rational with anger. I could also remember very well what I told Ara. I told her never to come back into my life, and that I didn't want her here. Of course, she wasn't going to tell me about the kid then. I wasn't even sure I would listen then. I was not just very happy with her keeping the existence of the child away from me for four years, almost five years considering the nine months of pregnancy. Even though I knew that it was hard for her, I never looked for her. At the end of the day, though, I imagined that it would have been
