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

Relentless demands

My voice was calm, but inside it was seething, driven by the desire to know the truth. Drew stood there, visibly unsettled by my determination. "Tell me everything," I insisted, holding his gaze - silence was no longer an option. I didn't want to be in the dark any longer; it felt like storm clouds were gathering inside me, ready to burst over the answers Drew owed me. The tension was palpable.

Words like weapons

As our exchange continued, accusations flew back and forth between us, each word a brick tearing from the fragile wall of what had once been trust. "You manipulated me," I said, disbelief and anger fused together, while Drew's answers remained weak and his attempts at justification crumbled under my gaze. The honesty I was looking for was lost in the tension and the conversation felt endless.