"Ryder?" Bethany touched his arm.He finally opened his eyes."Please don't leave me," she whispered. "Not now. Not when we're going to have a baby."He looked at her.Her makeup had begun to smudge beneath her eyes, and her carefully arranged curls were coming loose around her face. She looked nothing like the excited bride he'd found when he arrived.For a moment, all he could see was a woman who believed she was about to lose the man she loved while carrying his child.He could survive the congregation's disappointment. He could survive his sisters' anger. Perhaps, with time, he could even learn to survive without Ruth-Ann, although the thought of never holding her again made his chest ache.But what if his child grew up believing that its father had walked away before it was even born?What if, years from now, that child asked him why he hadn't married their mother when he'd already promised to do so?What would he say?That he had fallen in love with someone else? Someone else wh
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