Mrs. Alvarez glanced anxiously from the upstairs room to Evan, who stood before her.
“Mr. Cooper, I... I don’t know what happened to her. She just came home crying... I’m so worried, but whenever I ask, she won’t say a thing...”
Mrs. Alvarez spoke nervously. There was something else on her mind. She looked at Evan, opened her mouth to speak, but hesitated, unable to bring herself to say it.
“What is it, Mrs. Alvarez?”
Noticing her obvious desire to speak, Evan pressed her. “Are you hiding something from me?”
“Oh, gracious, Mr. Cooper! I... I wouldn’t dare!”
Mrs. Alvarez waved her hands frantically. She remembered her promise to Mrs. Cooper to keep the pregnancy a secret, and her heart clenched.
She was determined to keep her promise, but seeing the situation today—with Mrs. Cooper pregnant and all alone at home while Mr. Cooper was divorcing her—it just didn’t sit right with her. She felt she had to say something.
“Mr. Cooper, what I’m about to say might be out of line, but... I really can’t stand by and watch this happen anymore.”
Mrs. Alvarez clasped her hands together, her eyes filled with conflict and hesitation.
“Go on.”
For some reason, Evan’s heart began to beat a little faster. He had a feeling that whatever Mrs. Alvarez was about to say would be a bombshell.

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