As soon as she said those words, she immediately saw how hurt he was about the revelation. His eyes that were once warm with care suddenly turned cold with fury. They found themselves silent yet again, but this time it was unbearable that it just tortured her. They just stood there frozen, not saying a word. The look on his face spoke louder than words ever could. She attempted to place a firm hand on his shoulder to provide him the solace that he needed in this situation, but he took a few steps back before her hand even touched the fabric of his shirt. Of course, she expected Will to react like that. The secret that was once kept from him was now out in the open and now the damage to their relationship was probably irreparable. Sam stood there hapless as Will turned around and walked over to the other side of the room, his gaze not looking back to her direction. She watched as he placed his hands on his hips and just stood there, by the window to gather his thoughts about the news he had just received.

"Will, please say something," she pleaded in an effort to break the silence that had transpired between them. She walked a few steps in his direction, but stopped mid stride as she didn't want to be too close to him, especially with the way he was feeling towards her.

After not saying anything for a few moments, Will turned around and just looked at her with the same hurt expression on his face.

"What do you want me to say, Sam?" he replied crossing his arms over his chest. The tone of his voice was somewhat calm, but Sam could tell that she definitely wasn't off the hook. "How hurt I am that you have taken it upon yourself to lie to me all this time? How I have a daughter that I never knew existed? No words can describe how I feel right now."

Indeed, Sam couldn't feel any worse than she did at that moment. If she had just told him sooner, the situation wouldn't be like this. Will would've handled the news better and Sam would have had a clear conscience instead of having lies build up out of her control.

"I'm sorry, Will," she cried as if apologising would solve things. It would take a lot of work to mend their fragile friendship. She took a few more steps and her eyes wandered ashamedly to the floor. She wiped the excess tears away with her hands and looked up at him again. "I didn't mean for it to get as far as it did. It just became harder to tell you as the years passed. I know that's no excuse, but I just want you to know how sincerely sorry I am."

Will slowly uncrossed his arms and slid his hands in his pockets. To Sam, it was an improvement from position he took before. It didn't mean that he had accepted her apology, but she hoped it was possibly a step towards that.

"You're sorry?" he replied after a brief moment. "Sorry doesn't solve everything, Sam. How can I ever trust you again?"

Sam couldn't answer that straight away. She knew that he was right. How could he trust her? She's kept him away from his child.

Their child.

She looked at him, trying to find the right words, but she couldn't. No words would come out. Sam just looked downward to the floor. Ashamed. Yes, that's how she felt.

"But, you can," she replied, her eyes never leaving the floor. "I promise, Will. You can learn to trust me again." she added looking up slightly.

Will shook his head and shrugged.

"That's the thing," he replied, trying to look at her in the eye. "I don't think I'll be able to."

Sam still looked at the floor, knowing that the trust in their relationship was gone.