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Lorna
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“I’m sorry, Lorna,” I hear Elon say as I try to get my tears to stop. I don’t know how long I’ve been sitting here crying. Elon showed me the results of the DNA test he had done, and when everything he said finally sank in, I broke down in tears. It brought back overwhelming emotions I can’t even explain, including memories I had buried a long time ago—memories of Finn, his rejection, and how I cried myself to sleep every night for months after he threw me out in San Francisco and called my baby a thing. I can’t believe Elon is Allira’s father. I can’t believe I didn’t see it and that I slept with him. But how could I? How could I have possibly known?
I asked Elon if Finn knew because I wanted to know if that’s why he said Allira wasn’t his, and he said yes
