LENA'S POV
I kept retreating until I could sense the cool, unyielding surface of the wall pressing against my back. My thoughts were in turmoil, grappling to comprehend the situation. The Lucas I was familiar with seemed incompatible with the man standing in front of me - the man who asserted that he was my destined partner and the father of my soon-to-be-born baby.
"You hid this from me," I murmured, the words feeling heavy on my tongue as they slipped out.
Lucas's shoulders drooped, his whole body seeming to sag under the weight of my accusation. "I believed I was making the best decision," he murmured, the strain evident in his voice. "I thought I was providing you with an opportunity to pursue joy without feeling burdened.”
Emotions swirled inside me as a bitter laugh involuntarily
