A few weeks have passed since I returned to the city. I scheduled an appointment as soon as I returned, and the doctor verified that I was four months along in my pregnancy. I was meant to be strong. I was meant to inform Ares of the truth right away, but I have not done so. I am afraid. I feel anxious about facing him. Fearful of facing the hurt I know I will experience when I see him content with his mate.

"Mommy, can we please go see Wade? I have missed him a lot," Cara pleads.

We have moved into our new apartment, but we have yet to...