"Harper, you really don't know how good you've had it. Everyone in Ridgeport knows Kieran treats you like you hung the moon. You ask for the stars and he gives you the whole sky."
"And what do you do? You betray him like this, and you still have the nerve to sit here making excuses."
I drew a long, steadying breath and fixed my gaze on Kieran.
"Kieran, I'm going to say this one last time. I have never done anything to betray you. And this baby is yours."
"The man in those photos is my brother. I'm only going to ask you once—do you believe me or not?"
There were plenty of ways to prove it. A paternity test on the baby. Getting in touch with my brother. If anyone actually wanted the truth, it could be laid bare in minutes.
Kieran pressed his lips into a thin line and said nothing. Paula snatched the phone from my hand.
"Kieran has azoospermia—he can't possibly have children! And you're claiming that man is your brother? Kieran doesn't even know what your brother looks like!"
"Harper, if you're going to lie, at least make it make sense!"