She said she wanted to keep the baby—he nodded and drove her straight to a hospital.

Bank confrontation

I leaned forward slightly, searching for a hint of sincerity in his face, but all I found was that troubled flicker in his eyes. "Drew," I said quietly, but my voice carried the firm undertone of a final warning, "I don't want any more half answers." He ran a hand over the back of his neck, as if to buy time, and finally looked down. The silence between us stretched out, thick and heavy, until it was almost palpable. I could see his façade crumbling, his thoughts playing out behind his gaze - and in that moment, I knew he knew something that would change everything.

Drew starts to open up

I held his gaze, searching for the whole story behind his careful words. Drew stroked his hands nervously, as if trying to form the right sentences. "It's not just about us, Nina," he finally said, barely audible. The wind moved the leaves overhead, as if urging him to keep talking. "I had... Doubts. Not because I don't love you, but because I was afraid of what it would all mean." A tremor ran through his voice, and suddenly there was a crack in the wall he had so painstakingly built up. I sensed that the truth was within my grasp - but also that it would hurt.