“Everly, I was afraid you would leave if you had known sooner,” Scott confessed without looking me in the eye.
“How could you, Scott? How can we start our life together with secrets and lies?” I asked, dismayed. Then I took a deep breath. “Scott, what’s the plan? Are you… wait, are we going to adopt Ella?”
“I haven’t thought about it yet, Everly. Right now, I just have to take care of her,” she replied, suggesting we leave the conversation for later. I agreed because I was too tired to talk about it anymore, but I fell asleep with a horrible feeling in my stomach.
The next day we returned to the house, to Scott’s large property, with Ella, and began a life with her as if something had been decided the night before. I felt powerless and didn’t know what to do.
