DNA

That night, Dazzle had called Kimberly to inform her about going for a DNA test. Which she accepted to go with him.

The following day, Dazzle sat in the sterile, white waiting room of the clinic, his leg bouncing with nervous energy. Kimberly was beside him, her face a mask of calm, though he knew she was just as anxious as he was.

The results of the DNA test were supposed to be ready soon, and the weight of the impending news sat heavy on both of them.

"You okay?" Dazzle asked.

"As okay as I can be, given the circumstances."... Kimberly replied.

Dazzle reached out, taking her hand in his. She squeezed it, a silent acknowledgment of their shared tension.

"Mr. Dazzle, Ms. Kim, the doctor will see you now.".. the nurse said.

They stood and followed the receptionist down a hallway lined with motivational posters about health and wellness. Dazzle couldn’t help but feel the irony of it all. Here he was, waiting to find out if he was about to become a father, walking past posters that chee