Clearing the air

“Um, not exactly.” He said, handing his head as his face flushed.

“Hmm. What do you mean by not exactly?” Clara asked, narrowing her eyes at him.

“Well, I couldn’t stand the sight of her after you disappeared. But she was carrying my child, or so I thought at the time. I couldn’t exactly cut off ties with her, because I was afraid that what happened to you could also happen to her and I would be r