"Kieran, this is our child! You can't do this to him! Give me five minutes. Just five minutes alone with you."
"Kieran!"
My voice rang through the corridor. The nurses flinched at my sudden movement, and the gurney ground to a halt just outside the operating room doors.
Kieran's face was ashen as he strode to the bedside.
"Whatever you have to say, say it here. The doctors and nurses are all waiting. Don't waste everyone's time."
"And if you're going to spew the same nonsense about the baby being mine, save your breath."
"Harper, if you had even a shred of feeling left for me, you wouldn't still be standing here humiliating me like this."
I grabbed his sleeve with one hand and pointed at Paula and her mother with the other.
"It was them! All of it was them! Kieran, we can go to another hospital. Get tested again. You never had azoospermia. They lied to you."
"This baby is yours. Kieran, please believe me. Please."
His brows knotted. He hadn't even opened his mouth before Paula cut in.
"Harper, what are you talking about? Your marriage problems have nothing to do with me or my mother. What would we even gain from something like that?"