Her trust

I don’t know how long we sat there, but it was done in companionable silence. I didn’t know what else to say, and Adele was nice enough to just sit there with me after what I’d done to her.

I don’t deserve someone this wonderful, I thought to myself.

“Liam?”

I looked up, a little startled when Adele called my name out of nowhere. She was staring straight ahead with her lips pursed and this distracted expression on her face. She didn’t say anything for a long moment, but then she turned to me.

“Are you serious about looking for the surrogate?” she asked.

Her expression was completely serious, and I decided I wouldn’t take the question lightly. I thought about it, seriously.

What good could come of knowing who it was? Probably nothing. They’d obviously moved on, if they hadn't tried to at least get to meet me. For all I knew, it could have happened at some point and Dad just hadn't mentioned that part, but that was probably just wishful thinking. I shouldn’t be raising my own hopes so c