Per’s face was a mix of sadness and truth. He clenches his jaw. “Only you would have figured that out.” he paused, tongue wetting his lips. “She told me she wanted to get out. She needed to get out before things got bad.”
Ashley took a short look at him, “You were going to?”
“Yes,” he answered. “I was going to get her out as safely as possible but then...something changed. She stopped calling me. She stopped texting me. I believe that’s when she found out she was pregnant and decided to cut ties.”
Ashley began to shake her head. “No. Maybe that’s the moment she decided to protect both you and the child. Or, at least that’s what I would have done.” her voice faded. Per stared at her, eyes glossy.
“If that is my son, I will fight for him. He belongs with his family, here in Sweden. And there, in Russia and Japan. Beckett Bocchino is not fit to be a father.”