I did the math.
“It was before you and I were together,” Graham said quickly.
I turned to Leah.
“You knew Graham before me?”
She nodded.
It had been one night near the end of college, months before Graham and I started dating.
I had known Leah was seeing someone back then, but she’d never told me who.
Soon afterward, she left school. She told me her mother was sick, and eventually, we lost touch.
“You were pregnant.”
“Yes.”
“And you never told him?”
“No.”
Graham looked down.
“I didn’t know Owen existed.”
Owen.
Harper’s brother.
“When did you find out?” I asked.
I expected him to say a week or maybe a month ago.
“Seven months ago.”
Harper stared at him.
“Seven months?”
That covered almost every invitation she’d made.
All those times Graham had been too busy.
“How did you find out?”
Owen had taken an ancestry DNA test.
He’d grown up believing the man Leah later married was his biological father.
After that man died, Owen eventually discovered an unfamiliar family connection through the test.
He began asking questions.
Leah finally told him the truth, and Owen found Graham.
“He emailed me,” Graham said.
“And you answered?”
“Yes.”
“Without telling me?”
“Yes.”
Harper crossed her arms.
“So you found out you had another kid and decided we didn’t need to know?”
“It wasn’t like that.”
“What was it like?”
“I didn’t know if Owen even wanted a relationship with me.”
“But you paid his tuition.”
Graham fell silent.
Harper’s eyes filled.
“You wouldn’t drive there for me, but you drove there for him.”
“Harper…”
“You told me you were working to PAY for my college.”
Her voice cracked.
“You weren’t even paying mine.”
Graham stood.
“The payment was a mistake.”
“Which part?” I asked.
