That night by 10 PM. I heard a knock on my door, and it was Tony, looking angry, hurt, and desperate.
"We need to talk. About Pete."
My defenses went up immediately. "That's none of your business."
"The hell it's not. You're carrying my child, and another man was kissing you-"
"On the cheek. As friends!"
"He doesn't want to be friends, Katherine, and you know it. He wants more, and you're leading him on."
"I'm not leading anyone on-"
"You went to his daughter's school play! You're sitting with him like a family, what's he supposed to think?"
"That I'm a good friend and neighbor!"
"Friends don't do that!" Tony's voice rose. "You're replacing me. Replacing our family with them."
Something broke inside me, and I released my pent-up anger on him.
"You want to know the truth? Pete is safe! He's kind and stable, and his world doesn't include assassins and death threats!"
"So you are considering him-"
