“And you believe that man?” I asked, staring at my sons like they were suddenly strangers.
“He told us that you kept us away from him, Mom,” Jude said tightly. “That he tried to be around and help you, but you chose to shut him out.”
“That’s not true at all, boys,” I whispered. “I was seventeen.
I told Vaughn that I was pregnant, and he promised me the world. But the next morning, he was gone. Just like that.
Without a call or text or anything. He was gone.”
“Stop,” Jude said sharply, now standing. “You’re saying he lied, sure.
But how do we know you’re not the one who’s lying?”
I flinched. It broke my heart to hear that my own sons doubt me. I didn’t know what Vaughn had told them, but it had to have been convincing enough for them to think I was lying.
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