Free Aligned: Volume 4 by Ella Miles Page B

called me to accuse me of cheating on you, I did the same. I let you go. I chose my past over my future.”
    I nod. It hurts, but I made him choose Caroline over me. If I hadn’t had chosen Ethan he wouldn’t have chosen Caroline.  
    I watch as Landon pulls into our driveway and turns the car off.  
    “Just tell me,” I say frustrated that he won’t just get to his point.  
    He takes a deep breath and turns to me when he speaks. “When you were with Ethan, I was with Caroline.”  
    I raise my eyebrows. “What do you mean with?”  
    “I slept with her.”  
    I exhale deeply the breath that I was holding in. I feel a stabbing sensation go into my chest. It hurts. It hurts to know that he slept with Caroline. I can’t be mad at him, though, when I slept with Ethan. We both messed up. I just wish he had told me sooner. I wish he had told me when I told him.  
    “Is that all?” I ask.  
    “No.”  
    I hold onto the door handle bracing myself for what he says next. If sleeping with Caroline wasn’t what is so bad, I’m not sure I can handle what he says next.  
    “She’s pregnant. And the baby is mine.”  
    “No.” My eyes grow wide with fear. “It can’t be. Caroline has slept with tons of men. I’m sure the media is speculating that it is yours right now, but the media does shit like this all the time. They report different celebs are pregnant all the time. It almost always turns out not to be true.  
    “And this is just the sort of thing Caroline would do it get attention. To try to steal you back from me. She probably isn’t even pregnant. She probably made all of that up.”  
    Landon places a hand on my shoulder.  
    “She is.”  
    “How do you know?”  
    “I’ve seen the pregnancy test. I went with her to the doctor. I saw the ultrasound. She’s pregnant.”  
    I push the door open, needing air. I tumble out of the car as I take a deep breath of the fresh mountain air. I begin pacing around the garden. Landon is right behind me.  
    “It’s not yours, though. It could be any number of people. It’s not yours,” I say as I cry and collapse to the dirt ground.  
    Landon squats next to me holding me closely as I sob. It’s not fair. It can’t be his. “It’s not yours,” I sob again.  
    I feel him take a deep breath as he pulls me out of his shoulder and holds my face so that I’m forced to look at him.  
    “It’s mine. I took a paternity test. The baby’s mine.”  
    “It can’t be,” I say again.
    “It is,” he says more firmly trying to get me to accept it. But how can I accept that another woman is having his child? A woman I hate. A family I will destroy if I stay with him. A child who will grow up without a father that loves his mother. I can’t do that. I already know I can’t. I can’t hurt a child like that.  
    “You couldn’t have taken a paternity test and got the results back so soon, though. It just happened. You just found out. How is that possible?” I ask. The test must be flawed if he just took it today. There is no way the results can get back so fast.  
    He shakes his head though while I look at him curiously.  
    “I’ve known for a while. I took the paternity test earlier this week. I just found out for sure today, but I think I’ve known in my heart the whole time that it was mine.”  
    He looks so sad, so distraught, but it must be nothing compared to how I look. I’m going to lose him again.  
    “When?” I ask angrily. “How fucking long have you known and not said anything to me?”  
    “Since Chicago.”  
    I push Landon off me and storm into the house.  
    “Wait,” he says running after me.  
    “Why the fuck should I? You have been lying to me for weeks!”  
    “I couldn’t tell you. I didn’t want to worry you. Not until I knew for sure.”  
    “That’s bullshit, and you know it! You didn’t tell me because you knew I’d be mad as hell! You could have at least told me you slept with her. That