Kilian stands. "What?" I make sure not to avert my gaze. I keep my tone even. "The truth is, I don't know who the father is. It could be you, or it could be Ryan." He looks like he's been stabbed with a silver dagger. Even though I can't feel his emotions the way he feels mine, the disappointment and bitterness courses through me. He runs a hand through his hair. I can imagine how difficult this is to process, I can barely process this myself. "He forced himself on you?" I lower my eyes to my lap. "Yes." He's silent for a long time. Then, he says, "I'll kill him." I don't say a word. I have no words to defend Ryan, and I won't be that person. With Kyle, it's different. All he ever did was love me. He betrayed his own brother because of me. Even though, at the time, I hated him for

