And if my willpower to live wasn’t enough, my baby would be loved. I knew in my heart what I was going to do. He was sure Dad could force me to have an abortion. I hadn’t told him about the pregnancy, but I had just found out myself last week. Other than the visit to the ob-gyn, which Mase’s mother took me to, I had been staying in seclusion. We didn’t go into town, and I had been able to hide out in Mase’s log cabin. Now that the media knew me as Kiro’s daughter, it was harder to hide.
No one knew about this place, since it was tucked out of sight, so when the media showed up at Mase’s mother’s front door, she just told them neither of us was there, and if they didn’t get off the property, she would call the police. Luckily for me, his thirteen-hundred-square-foot home had two bedrooms. Mase’s stepfather had given him some land at the back of their property, and Mase had built a small log cabin on it. We had been out here all morning, and now it was lunchtime. I watched as he led the horse back into the barn. As if Mase could hear my thoughts, he jumped down off the horse and leveled his gaze on me. From sheer willpower alone, I could have this baby and live. I didn’t want to scare him, but he had to trust me. I hated seeing the fear flash in his eyes every time he glanced down at my stomach. I wanted to love and hold my baby and show that I would do anything for it. The fear was there that maybe they were right.
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