My Boyfriend Vanished When I Told Him I Was Pregnant—Then Grandpa Saw My Baby’s Face and Revealed a 20-Year Secret
I didn’t know his surname.”
That was true.
Grandpa had met Caleb only twice.
Caleb introduced himself simply as Caleb.
I had never thought anything of it.
Grandpa looked sick.
“When you told me he’d disappeared, you called him Caleb Morgan.”
My breath caught.
Morgan was Caleb’s mother’s maiden name.
The name he’d used professionally.
“Why would he hide Vale?”
“I don’t know.”
I did.
Or at least I suddenly suspected.
Caleb hadn’t accidentally entered my life.
I remembered our first date.
The strange questions about my parents.
The way he’d asked where my mother grew up.
The night he’d stared at an old photograph on my bookshelf for almost five minutes.
It showed Mom holding me as a toddler.
I’d teased him about it.
He said she looked familiar.
I thought he was being polite.
Now my hands were shaking.
“Grandpa…”
“What?”
“I don’t think Caleb met me accidentally.”
