Chapter 17: Confrontation with Ryan

With a force that shook the frame, the door crashed open. Startled, I whirled around, dropping the groceries I was holding to the ground. I had never seen such a mask of rage on Ryan's face as he stood in the doorway.

"Ryan?" I spoke in a timid, trembling voice.

He entered with his breathing laboured and his fists clenched at his sides. "When would you have told me?"

My heart stopped beating. "Tell you what?"

With a thunderclap-like voice, he hissed, "Don't play dumb, Amelia." He grabbed a piece of crumpled paper out of his pocket and tossed it on the counter. "This. Describe this.

When I saw the words *paternity results* in bold at the top, I drew closer, my heart pounding. I felt my stomach turn violently. How was he aware of it?

"I—" Ryan said.