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But how? I took my phone out of my pocket and opened up my messages, planning on sending a text to her, asking to meet.

My eyes fell on a different name, though—her mother’s. The more I thought about her, I had an idea, one that I had become more certain about with each moment.

No guarantee that it would work. But I had to try—my future with the woman I loved depended on it.

Chapter 38

CASSIDY

It was Christmas morning, and my “present” had gone off like a bomb. But now my family knew the whole truth. I was pregnant, and the father was the man who’d lied to them all. Granted, I was as much of a liar as he was, but my family was, well, my family. The odds of them forgiving me were pretty good. In fact, they didn’t seem too mad about the whole thing, more shocked and confused.

And Mom had responded to the news by going for a walk, her phone in her hand. What that meant, I had no idea. She was usually the type to react one way or another, and not by getting up and leaving.

But this—this was something else.

Dad was the one to break the silence. “You’re telling me that you’re going to have the kid of that rich prick?”

“Dad!” said Katie. “That’s not a nice thing to say.”

“How the hell do you expect me to think of him? He lied to us all, got my little girl wrapped up in some stupid plan so he could take over his company.”

“It wasn’t only about his company—it was about his dad.” I had no idea why I was defending him, but there it was.

Dad waved his hand dismissively through the air. “Yeah, I’ll bet. I’m telling you, I know those types. They don’t exactly have family loyalty—they care about money and power and that’s it.”

“No, he’s not like that.” There I was defending him again. It was strange to hear the words coming out of my mouth, considering I had every right to tear into him like my Dad.

“Guess it doesn’t matter now,” said Dad. “You’re going to have his kid. And you’re not even married. Or planning on getting married—we found out the truth about that last night.”

“I know I lied to you all. I know it was awful what I did. And I don’t expect you to forgive me, especially not right away. But for what it’s worth, I’m very sorry.”

At that moment Mom came back into the house and took off her coat. She had a strange expression on her face, one that I had no idea how to make out. Confusion and…relief? Without saying a word, she hurried into the master bedroom and came back out a few moments later.

“You OK, Mom?” I asked.

Mom had a faraway look on her face for a second before snapping back into it. “Oh, huh? I mean, yes, I’m OK.”

“Are you mad at me?”

A big, broad smile formed. “I mean, I’m not happy about this. We thought you were getting married! I was so excited for you that it was finally happening. And that’s a disappointment. But then again, you never know—”

“Huh?” Now I was the one who was confused.

“Oh, nothing.” She shook her head. “Don’t worry about me. But the big news is the baby! Oh my god! You’re sure?”

“About as sure as I can be after taking five home pregnancy tests. Dr. Shaw said the blood test results should be back in a few days, but I don’t know—I feel like I am.”

“That’s how you know,” said Mom. “You can take all the tests you want, but really the best way is how you feel.”

I nodded. “And I feel it.” I placed my hand on my belly, still in shock at the news.

Dad smiled. “At least that’s a little bit of good news to come out of this whole mess. We’re finally going to be grandparents.”

“And I’m going to be an aunt!” said Katie. “Oh my god, you have no idea how long I’ve been fantasizing about being the cool aunt. Me and that kid are going to have so much fun, it’s going to be ridiculous.”

I looked over my family, still in shock they were being so supportive after what had happened. But then again, they’d always been.

“You guys aren’t going to kill me?”

Dad sighed. “I’m not happy. But it’s over now, and we’re together for the holidays. Not to mention you’ve given us some of the best news I could ever imagine. So let’s be together, and we can figure out the rest in time.”

It was as good of an answer as I could’ve hoped for. I said a silent “thanks” for having the family that I did.

“And besides,” said Mom. “You never know. Josh might come around and do the right thing.”

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