David stood still, the phone pressed to his ear, his body tense. Steven’s voice was quiet but firm. “I’ve been digging into Mirabel’s life, like you asked,” Steven said, pausing for a moment. “And... there’s something you need to know. The kid, Isaac... there’s a chance he might be yours.” David’s
David slipped out of the room slowly, careful not to wake Lulu. The dim light from the hallway barely lit up the space, but he could see her chest rising and falling gently. She was finally asleep after a long day, and he didn’t want to disturb her. He grabbed his phone from the bedside table and st
Mirabel opened the door. David stood there, his face a mix of worry and confusion. Issac, lay limp in her arms, pale and weak. "Thank you for coming," Mirabel whispered. David glanced at Issac. "We need to get him to the hospital now." Mirabel nodded, her eyes filled with tears. She followed Davi
David stepped into the hospital room where Mirabel sat by Issac’s bed. Her eyes were tired, but there was a small glimmer of relief as she watched her son sleeping peacefully. The steady beeping of the heart monitor filled the room, calming the tense air. “David,” Mirabel whispered when she saw him
David stood frozen in the doorway, staring at Lulu. He could feel the weight of her gaze, and his mind raced for something to say. Anything. “David,” she said, her voice firmer this time. “Where were you?” He hesitated, his mouth dry. He didn’t want to tell her about Mirabel. He wasn’t sure how to
The next morning, he picked up his phone and dialed Mirabel’s number. He listened as it rang once, twice, and then heard her voice. “Hello?” Mirabel answered. “Hey, it’s me,” he said. “How’s Isaac doing?” “He’s fine,” she replied. “Fine?” he echoed. “That’s good.” “Yeah, he’s okay. Why, what’s
David stood by the door, looking at his watch. “I have to leave early today for work,” he said quickly, avoiding Lulu’s eyes. Lulu didn’t ask why. She didn’t even look up. “Okay,” she replied quietly, holding Sage in her arms. David paused for a second like he was going to say something more, the
Lulu lay in bed, staring at the ceiling. It had been a long day. Sage was finally asleep in her room, and Lulu felt the weight of the day pressing down on her. She just wanted to rest, to close her eyes and forget everything for a little while. She pulled the blanket up over her shoulders and close