“I had no plan left.”
“I couldn’t tell Vanessa we were nearly broke.”
“I couldn’t tell her I had been lying.”
“Then the baby had a medical problem.”
“And I thought…”
He could not continue.
“Say it.”
“No.”
“Say it.”
He looked at me.
“I thought if I said I couldn’t raise a child with medical needs, everyone would think I was a coward.”
“You are.”
“I know.”
“But Vanessa would never know I had already failed financially before the baby was born.”
I felt sick.
“You were willing to let your wife believe you rejected your daughter because of a disability so she wouldn’t learn you lost your job?”
His face twisted.
“When you say it like that—”
“There is no better way to say it.”
“I thought Vanessa could choose another path.”
“What path?”
“Adoption.”
“You had this child deliberately.”
“I wasn’t thinking.”
“No.”
