Chapter 18

"Grandpa's health is a mess. And you? You lied to him just to get back at someone, gave him false hope—and now what? You think you can just walk away and tell him there's no grandkid? You really think it's that simple!?" He grabbed my waist hard, rougher than ever, slamming into me so hard I couldn’t even cry. When I heard that his grandpa wasn’t doing well, I panicked. "What should we do then?" He moved even harder than before. "If you end up pregnant tonight, great. If not, shove a pillow under your shirt. Either way, you're gonna play the part." "A pillow? And what happens ten months later?" I couldn’t believe he was being serious. I didn’t get an answer—not that I needed one. His silence made it obvious. He was sure I wouldn’t back out. Whether it was to shut the Carter family up, or because of his grandpa's health, I was on the hook for my own lie. I bit my lip, trying to bear the stabbing pain as he kept going, each movement rougher than the last. I didn’t even know how many time