"It's Martha and uhh…Ethan, Ethan Longacre." Leah froze. 'No, it couldn't be, not him, anyone but him,' she thought. 'Why of all people him? Fate was cruel.'

"Mom? Are you there?" Asked Becky. Leah was brought back into the world, then she said,

"Becky, did he say or do anything strange after he saw you?" She asked. Becky thought about it and said

"Not really, he just looked a little surprised after hearing my name. But that's about it.

"Let me talk to him, Becky." Said Leah in a barely audible voice.

Chapter 3

"Okay." Said Becky as she went back into the living room and gave her cell phone to Mr. Longacre. He looked at her questioningly.

She just shrugged and said, "my mom wants to talk to you." He just nodded and took the phone and went inside his room for more privacy.

"Hello?" He said finally, when he was alone.

"Ethan…? Ethan Longacre?" A voice asked. Yes, this is he. He replied politely. 'I've heard that voice before, where have I heard it.?' He thought. Then a shaky voice interrupted his thoughts.

"E…Ethan, this…I...this is Leah. Leah Lewis-hall." His stomach dropped when he heard this.

"L…Leah?" He replied cautiously. His heart started pounding heavily. 'This was his sweet Leah, no,' he thought, 'not his Leah anymore,' he reminded himself. 'He had Martha.'

"Leah," he said, after a few minutes. There was silence over the phone. "It's nice to hear your voice again." He said, finally. "Becky is a beautiful girl. She looks just like you."

"Thank you," said a soft voice.

"Did you name her after Rebeckah?"

"Yes," she said, after a moment.

"Oh, I…I see. If you do not mind me asking, Leah, who is the father of your child?" He didn't know why it had hurt his hurt so, asking that question, but his chest tightened.

"Ethan…" Leah said. He heard her voice shake, and he knew she was crying.

"What is wrong Leah? Did I do anything to offend you? I am sorry. I should not have asked. I had no right, after what I did to you. Do not cry, Leah. Please, I do not know why, but my chest aches when you cry…Leah."

"Ethan," said the voice again. "Rebeckah…Rebeckah is your daughter." Ethan froze.

"Can you repeat that?" He said hoarsely. 'Please tell me I heard wrong, oh god, please, I beg of you.' Pleaded Ethan, but in vain.

"I said, that Rebeckah is your daughter, Ethan, our daughter."

"B…but how can this be?" He asked. "Leah, I… why did you not tell me sooner? We could have done something. Why did you keep this a secret from me Leah?"

"Because you left me! What could've I done, Ethan? You left me, to go back to the Amish world, and a couple days later, I found out I was pregnant…with your child. What was a supposed to do? Dive back to Nappanee and tell you? Make your life even more complicated?" By this time, Leah was sobbing bitterly.

"But Leah, Ethan said, she is my daughter. I would not have abandoned her. I would have not wanted her to grow up without a father."

"A…are you going to tell Becky?" Asked Leah.

"Do you want me to?" asked Ethan.

"I…I don't know, Ethan. She won't take this lightly. But what I'm worried most about is what will happen to her, when she finds out you are her father? What happens when your people find about this?"

"Do not worry about that, Leah, all we have to do is repent to the council, and our sin will be forgiven. They will learn to accept it."

"Is this what it is? A sin?" Leah said angrily.

"No, Leah, you are misunderstanding. We have done something sinful in god's eyes. We have done something we were not supposed to do until we were married."

Leah scoffed. "Your community is too suffocating, Ethan. I will not face the humiliation of admitting it in front of everyone, not will I have my daughter do it either, Ethan."

"Leah," Ethan said soothingly. "Rebeckah is half Amish. She may have been raised in the English way, but she can become full Amish. She will just have to renounce all of her worldly ways." Leah laughed bitterly.

"Ethan, I know my daughter, she will never give up her "worldly ways" she will have a hard enough time adjusting to the fact that you are her father." Leah's tone softened.

"Ethan, I know this is hard for you and I know you want to know your daughter more, but I can't give her up. Without her, my life will be meaningless. I've already lost you, I don't want to lose her either."

"I understand," Ethan said resigning. "However, Leah, will you allow her to come visit us her once in a while?" He asked.

"I don't know, Ethan."

"Please, Leah," his voice, burning with intensity. She sighed.

"Alright. I'll come down there tomorrow so that we can tell her together. Bye Ethan," she said as she hung up. Ethan stood still for a few seconds and whispered

"bye Leah," long after she had hung up. Then he closed the phone and went back outside into the living room. He handed the phone back to Becky, but as he did that, he couldn't help noticing that she was a carbon copy of her mother.

But when he looked closely, he saw that she had his hair color and nose. Also, he couldn't help thinking that this was his daughter…his daughter…with Leah. He shook his head. Leah was coming tomorrow, and Becky was going to find about her real father soon. Tomorrow was going to be a long day, he thought.

That night, when he and Martha were alone in their room, he walked up to her and asked her hesitantly.

"What do you think of Becky, Martha?"

"I think she is a very nice girl," she replied, perhaps, "a bit childish and spoiled, but she is a nice girl. I am fond of her. Why do you ask, Ethan?" Martha, Ethan said looking into her eyes, guiltily.

"I am very sorry. I have committed a sin against you. The most horrible sin I can ever do to you as a husband." She looked at him questioningly.

"What sin have you committed against me?" She asked.

"Do you remember Leah Lewis-Hall?" He asked.

"Leah?" Martha asked while trying to remember who she was. "Oh, Leah! Yes, I remember her, the English one, right?" He nodded. "What about her, Ethan?"

"Well, Becky is her daughter." Martha's eyes got huge.

"Leah's daughter? Oh, Ethan, she had looked a bit familiar now that you think about it, but how does this have to do with your sin against me?"

"Martha, Becky…she was named after my deceased sister, Rebeckah, and s…she is also m…my d…daughter." He finished softly. Martha froze unexpentantly. She had not expected that. Ethan, her husband Ethan had slept with another woman. The thought rang in her head as it ran over and over again.

"E…Ethan, are you positive? How do you know that she is your daughter?"

"Leah told me, Martha. I am so very sorry. I would've told you earlier except I had not known myself until today."

"Oh, Ethan, it is alright. After all, it was during the time of your fling, and I'm sure the elders will forgive you if you confess." Martha said, softly.

"Martha, Leah is coming here tomorrow to tell Becky about…me. She does not want us to confess to the elders."

"L…Leah is coming here?" asked Martha. Ethan nodded. "Will we tell our children as well, Ethan?" She asked.

"Yes, Martha, we should, after all, they are brothers and sisters." Martha sighed.

"If it is what you wish, Ethan." She said and walked next to her bed and prayed before she went to sleep. Ethan also did the same but as he laid in bed, he could not sleep. He began to recite the bible verses he had memorized, and in the middle of one, he finally fell into a dreamless sleep.

AN: Oh, my god! This chapter is so dramatic! Well, how did you like it? I'm so thankful to everyone who had reviewed! THANK YOU!!!! I know it was focused more on Ethan and Leah in this one, but I don't have the strength to write anymore. Ugh!! Stupid homework, well, thank you always for reading my story and I thank you even more if you took the time to review. Hahaha…well, anyways, Au revoir!