Amelia
“Olympia is pregnant, and she says it’s yours,” I say through disgusted tears. I had gone to the bathroom at the restaurant only to be accosted by Olympia. She said some terrible things, and honestly, I started to feel bad for her. Then she dropped that bomb. I look at Ezra, and he isn’t saying anything. “Ezra?”
“I heard you, honey,” He sighs. “She said that to you?”
“Yes,” I almost yell, and he laughs, which upsets me more. “Why are you laughing?”
“If she’s pregnant, then it’s not mine, Amelia. We haven’t had s*x in six months,” He states.
I look at him and sigh, “You are sure?”
“She was probably just saying that to rile you up,” He responds. “Look, if she was,” He starts, “I would take care of the child. But there is no child.”
I feel like an i***t and look away from him.
