"You know how much I wanted a child, and you dare to want to use it against me."
Tears blurred my vision as I pleaded, "Ethan, please, I'm not lying. Our child deserves a chance at life, and I deserve a chance to prove my innocence."
He turned away, refusing to meet my desperate gaze. "Save your lies for someone who believes them. You're right where you belong."
I struggled to get up to my feet but couldn't, and just laid there. If I get kicked out, I have nowhere to go. No family. No home. My home, my life was with him.
"Would it not matter to you what happened to me or the child?" I asked, exhausted from begging and consumed by pain and tears. If he wanted to discard me, then so be it.
The question seemed to stop Ethan in his tracks, and he slowly turned around to face me. I hoped I had touched a chord in his heart, but I was wrong.