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Ethan, politely, calls her out. "What were you really going to say?"

Layla gives Ethan a look that could pass for obliviousness. "Hm?"

"Layla..." Ethan rolls his eyes, "Are you really holding out on me? After all this?{if Layla Sex =true} After all we've done together?{endif}{if Layla Sex 2=true} Seriously?{endif}"

Opening her mouth to speak, she hesitates, letting out a resigned breath. "Okay... Um..." she shrugs. "I have a daughter."

"Oh?" Ethan blinks. "I thought Aaron was..." Ethan thinks, trying to sort through his memories. He was certain Aaron was an only child but wasn't sure why he thought that.

"She's Aaron's half sister..." Layla looks away, "They were raised separately."

"Ah," that makes sense to Ethan, "So she lived with her dad?"

"No... She, uh," Layla smacks her lips, "Lived with her mother..."

For a beat, Ethan doesn't understand.

Then realization hits him all at once. "O-Ohhhh, okay..."

Layla rubs her brow, still not looking at Ethan. "I... Cheated on my husband. It's what caused my divorce." She lowers her hand, dropping it onto her lap. "I was pregnant with Aaron at the time and-" she clears her throat. "Well. It was a bit of a thing. Long story short, I've had almost nothing to do with her upbringing."

"Why's that?"

"Her mother wanted it that way." Layla blinks rapidly, "I think the consequences of getting knocked up by a married woman hit a bit hard... We don't speak much."

Ethan can hear resentment in her voice. "And you're daughter? Do you speak to her?"

"No."

Now he hears pain. Ethan watches her wipe at her eyes. He's unsure what to say. The situation is, at best, complicated, and at worst... He shakes his head, but can't help but wonder: Does he know her daughter?

Clearing her throat, Layla reaches for her phone. "Oh! Wow... look at the time..."

Curious himself, Ethan looks at his own phone, noticing it's already past 11:00. "Oh, yikes..."

A bellow of thunder, perfectly timed, rumbles outside the house. After taking a moment to listen to it, Layla clucks her tongue. "Well, sound's awful still... Would you... Like to stay the night?"