My billionaire boyfriend’s mother walked into my Vermont farmhouse, placed a blank check on my kitchen table, and said, “Name your price. Then disappear before Adrian learns that child is his.”

a daughter.”

“You could have become a target.”

“I was already alone and pregnant because of what you did.”

My voice trembled.

But I continued.

“I never asked for your family’s money.”

I pointed toward the blank check.

“I only wanted Adrian to know the truth.”

Adrian lowered his head.

“I’m sorry, Elena.”

His apology was barely audible.

I looked at him.

“Don’t apologize for simply losing two years.”

He looked confused.

“Then what should I apologize for?”

“For believing I’d disappear from your life without explaining why.”

He swallowed.