Of what?”
“That you would look at me and see him.”
He glanced toward William.
“My father.”
I stared at him.
“And then I got pregnant.”
Caleb’s face tightened.
“And you disappeared anyway.”
“No.”
He stepped forward.
“Not because I didn’t want you.”
“Then why?”
My voice broke.
“I spent thirteen days alone in a NICU, Caleb.”
His face crumpled.
“Why did you leave?”
He looked at William.
Then back at me.
“The night you told me you were pregnant, I came here.”
He took a breath.
“I made him tell me everything he did to your mother.”
William spoke from behind him.
“He already knew most of it.”
Caleb ignored him.
“Then my father offered me a deal.”
I stared at him.
“What kind of deal?”
“My grandfather left me a trust.”
Caleb swallowed.
“About $1.6 million.”
He looked at William.
“My father controlled it.”
“And?”
“He told
