Lane made her way to Rory's house. The truth had to be told and she wanted Rory to hear it from her. She knew that after this, Rory would never speak to her again, but she felt like she had to do this.

Taking a deep breathe, she knocked on the door as she opened it. "Rory, Are you home?"

"In here," Rory yelled from the kitchen. "Hey, Lane, What's up?"

"There is something I need to tell you. I will understand if you never want to speak to me again, but I wanted you to hear it from me."

"Okay, have a seat."

"Do you remember that summer a few years back when I told you I went to Korea?"

"Yeah…" Rory had feeling she knew where this was going. Lane had come to finally tell her the truth about her ex.

"I didn't go to Korea. I went to New York to meet my husband. Dad had signed a marriage contract for me and the day of my twelfth birthday, I got married. His name was David Dean Forest. You met him as Dean Forester. I never wanted any of this to get out.

"David married me under duress. He wasn't given a choice, and neither was I. He was supposed to stay in New York until I turned eighteen, then I was to go live him there. Unfortunately, something happened. Last year we consummated the marriage, and I ended up pregnant. Our son Michael has been living with my aunt. David's dad decided that he needed to move his family here. He came up with the Chicago story so no one would ask any questions.

"I didn't know that this whole thing was going to get so out of hand. I never meant for any of this to hurt you. I didn't know that David would be dating someone else, but I was told it was so no one would find out about us getting married so young. "

"So that's it, then?"

"Yeah, that is the whole story."

"So all those times you told me that you going to Korea, you were really going to see your husband?"

"Yeah, I know I shouldn't have lied to you, but I was told I had to keep this a secret."

"It's okay, Lane. I guess I can see where you are coming from. So when do I get see little Michael?"

"You truly are the best. David and I were talking about going to see him this weekend. My aunt lives up in New Haven."

"Tristan and I were going to go see Yale this weekend; maybe we could meet you at a park up there."

"Well, I guess I could text you when we get him. I want to bring Michael down here."

"I can understand that. Just one more thing, Lane."

"What's that?"

"If you ever lie to me again, I will make sure that your aunt has to keep your baby permanently, if you catch my meaning."

"I understand. You truly are fabulous, Rory."

"I know," Rory grinned. "Just make sure that you inform you little husband that I don't want to see or talk to him ever again."

"Okay, Rory, I will."