* Michael's POV*

I really don't know how to feel after hearing Shay has a son. When did she get pregnant?? Who is the father?? Why would she sleep with another man, knowing I am still deeply in love with her??

"Your son???" I am able to spit out

She looks at me with such anger, but then she looks at me like she has a confession to make.

"When did you have a son??" I ask trying to hold my composure.

She takes a min to answers the question.

"I had my son, a year after me and you were separated." She says looking at me.

"How could you??" I whisper

"What??"

"I said how could you" I get loud.

"I love you with all my heart, I gave up my job I worked so hard for, I gave up being with anyone else. I gave up my life to be with you. And you go and get knocked up a year after I was torn away from you. You slut " I say over the edge.

I don't mean the things I'm saying to her but you would be upset too if the love of your life got pregnant and had a baby.

She has tears in her eyes.

She pulls her phone out her purse and goes through it.

"What are you doing?"

She ignores me and grabs her phone and starts going through it, with tears falling down her face.

I don't belive this, she has the nerve to cry but can't answer my question but she is texting.

"You know what--" I was about to go off but I was cut off by her shoving her phone in my face.

It had a picture up, I grab the phone and look at the picture.

"That's my son" She says

I look closely and this little boy is beautiful. He has black curly hair. High cheek bones, a light conplexion.

I can't help but smile a little, because he almost looks like....

I stop smiling and look up at Shay.

"That's our son." She says

After that everything went blank...and I passed out.

To be continued. .....

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