My father didn\u2019t yell.<\/p>\n
That was what scared me the most.<\/p>\n
Richard was never the type of man who exploded. He was the person who stayed calm when everyone else panicked.<\/p>\n
But now he stood in our kitchen holding a piece of paper that had shattered our family in less than a minute.<\/p>\n
\u201cNicole,\u201d he said quietly, \u201cI asked you a question.\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n
My mother wiped her tears.<\/p>\n
\u201cRichard, it\u2019s complicated.\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad laughed once, but there was no humor in it.<\/p>\n
\u201cComplicated?\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n
He held up the appointment confirmation.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re pregnant. You had an appointment three months ago. There is another man listed as your emergency contact. Our son knows his name.\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cStop involving Ethan,\u201d my mother snapped.<\/p>\n
That was the first time her voice sounded angry instead of afraid.<\/p>\n
Dad looked at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou involved him the moment you taught him to lie for you.\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n
Ethan lowered his eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cI didn\u2019t lie.\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n
I immediately walked over and sat beside him.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou did the right thing telling the truth.\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n
Nicole looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re enjoying this?\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n
The question hit me like a slap.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou finally have a chance to make me look bad.\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cI wanted my mother to believe me.\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n
Her face softened for a second.<\/p>\n
Then it disappeared.<\/p>\n
Dad noticed.<\/p>\n
\u201cNicole, who is Daniel Carter?\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n
She looked toward the window.<\/p>\n
The sun was setting outside, painting the kitchen walls orange.<\/p>\n
For a moment, she looked tired.<\/p>\n
Not guilty.<\/p>\n
Tired.<\/p>\n
\u201cDaniel was someone I knew.\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n
My father\u2019s expression didn\u2019t change.<\/p>\n
\u201cSomeone you knew?\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow well?\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n
She stayed silent.<\/p>\n
That silence answered more than words could.<\/p>\n
I felt sick.<\/p>\n
My mother and father had been married for nineteen years.<\/p>\n
I had grown up believing their relationship was the one stable thing in my life.<\/p>\n
Now I was watching it collapse in front of me.<\/p>\n
Dad placed the appointment paper on the table.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen did you find out?\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n
My mother whispered:<\/p>\n
\u201cThree months ago.\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n
My father closed his eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cThree months.\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cRichard\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n
His voice was calm, but broken.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou let me believe everything was normal for three months.\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n
She looked down.<\/p>\n
\u201cI was scared.\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cScared of what?\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOf losing everything.\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n
I almost laughed.<\/p>\n
Because she had spent the last five minutes trying to make me lose everything.<\/p>\n
My father looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cMaya, go upstairs.\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n
I shook my head.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t want to leave you alone with her.\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n
His eyes softened.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou shouldn\u2019t have to hear this.\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI already heard the worst part.\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n
My mother looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does that mean?\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n
I swallowed.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe worst part wasn\u2019t that you\u2019re pregnant.\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n
Nobody spoke.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe worst part was that you were willing to make Dad think I was the problem.\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n
Her face changed.<\/p>\n
For the first time that night, she looked ashamed.<\/p>\n
But then her phone rang.<\/p>\n
Everyone froze.<\/p>\n
She looked at the screen.<\/p>\n
Dad noticed.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho is it?\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n
She quickly turned it over.<\/p>\n
\u201cNobody.\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n
The phone kept vibrating.<\/p>\n
Dad stepped forward.<\/p>\n
\u201cNicole.\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n
She grabbed it.<\/p>\n
\u201cI said nobody.\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n
But I saw the name before she covered the screen.<\/p>\n
Daniel.<\/p>\n
My father saw it too.<\/p>\n
His entire body went still.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re going to answer that.\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cRichard, please.\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnswer it.\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n
She shook her head.<\/p>\n
\u201cI can explain.\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. You\u2019ve been explaining for three months.\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n
The phone stopped ringing.<\/p>\n
A few seconds later, a message appeared.<\/p>\n
My father saw the notification.<\/p>\n
He didn\u2019t touch the phone.<\/p>\n
He didn\u2019t need to.<\/p>\n
The preview was visible.<\/p>\n
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