Chapter 57

SARAH

I sat still, unable to move, not because of anything but because of what I watched on the news. I have been whipped, lashed with this reality, that felt like a betrayal, a slap in the face. I clenched my fists, feeling the urge to break something.

The memories flooded back – the late nights spent talking about our future, the dreams we shared, and the plans we made. Not once did he mention being a father. Was it all a lie? How could he keep such a significant part of his life hidden from me? I stood up abruptly, knocking over the coffee mug at my feet in the process. The hot liquid spilt onto the rug, soaking into it quickly, but I didn't care. My anger consumed me as I stormed around the room, knocking over books and smashing picture frames against the wall. Each crash brought temporary relief from the pain and betrayal that coursed through me. The shards of glass scattered across the floor mirrored the shattered pieces of my heart. How could Tyler deceive me like this? Did he