"It is clear you love your son, but knowing his father means knowing who is father really is, what makes him who he is, that will mean knowing his own heritage and who he is. I cannot and will not hide this from him. If you cannot accept that as a viable choice for our son , one you will not discourage him from making, then he is not really free to choose. That means really loving and accepting me. If you cannot do that, then our son is better off not knowing me at all, which is the path you chose for him, and for me. The only freedom you have recognised so far is your own." He was angry at her words. he set the tray down and left the house and walked out and into a small patch of woods where he sat quietly.