The Call From Mark
When Mark eventually called, his voice was flat, weary, and tinted with something akin to relief. ‘I got the test results,’ he remarked, with a hint of hope in his tone. My heart skipped a beat, knowing this was the turning point. I held the phone and reminded myself to breathe. The waiting game was ended, but the route ahead was uncertain. His remarks would cause a shift in our path, as reality solidified around us.
The Call From Mark
The Truth Comes Out
Mark’s voice cracked on the phone. ‘We need to discuss,’ he replied, confirming what we suspected—the baby was not his. His pronouncement hung in the air, a melancholy fact that broke through the silence. It seemed like a punch, a gut-wrenching realization that changed everything. ‘I need to grasp what this implies,’ Mark said, struggling with the gravity of his words. All I could say was a murmur, ‘We’ll work this out together.’
The Truth Comes Out
