The disrespect. The insults. After cheating on her, and humiliating her, he dared to believe she had been raped? Was she doing the paternity test because of that? He had believed the damn test before he ever believed her. He had trusted a piece of paper over the woman he claimed to love. That hurt more than anything else.
Ethan ran a hand over his face, his voice breaking slightly. "Help me understand, Mara. If I was the only man… and you weren't raped… why would you need a test? And was it my sample or his sample that was used? Is it mine… or his that came out negative?" His voice wavered with uncertainty.
"I have all these questions in my head, and I can't… I can't do this anymore. I need you to tell me the truth. I'm sorry I didn't listen to you before I jumped to conclusions, and I was wrong. But I'll listen now. I promise. I won't get angry. If you could forgive me for Maria, then maybe I can try to let us move past this too."
