I glanced toward William.

“And when I told you I was pregnant, you disappeared anyway.”

Caleb stepped closer.

“Not because I didn’t want Nora.”

“Then why?”

His hesitation frightened me more than the answer.

Finally, he spoke.

“The night you told me, I drove straight here. I made him tell me what he’d done to your mother. He confessed.”

William laughed bitterly.

“Don’t make it sound like I volunteered.”

Caleb shot him a look.

“Then he offered me a deal. Stay away from you until the baby was born, and he’d finally release the family trust—one-point-six million my grandfather left me, money he’s controlled since I was nineteen.”

I stared at Caleb.