My ex called to invite me to his wedding

My chest tightened.
“Your fiancée lied to you. Congratulations.”

Ryan ran a hand through his hair, breathing hard.
“I invited you to the wedding because she demanded it. She wanted proof you were completely out of my life. But when I told her you’d just given birth…”
His voice cracked.

“She screamed,” he continued. “Said the baby couldn’t exist. Then she fainted.”

I sat up slowly.
“Ryan… what exactly did you do?”

He swallowed.
“I ran. Straight here.”

That was when Lena Hart, his fiancée, stormed into the room behind him—face twisted with fury, pointing at my child and screaming words that froze every nurse in place.

“THAT BABY IS RUINING MY LIFE!” Lena shrieked, her perfect hair disheveled, mascara streaked down her cheeks.