I thought my marriage to Clarissa was behind me, especially after she agreed to the divorce without much of a fight. I thought I had finally moved on with my life.
The last thing I expected was for her to reappear and tell me I had a son with her—one I never knew existed…until now.
I know she’s lying about something, and the deeper she pulls me into her web of lies, the more I realize just how many secrets she’s been keeping from me. I don’t believe her. He’s not my son.
Or is he?
