Declan sat in the office with the envelope in his hands. Although he was alone, he was still very nervous. He had left the hospital where Ferdinand had decided to spend the day with Hannah and the kids. Samantha was working and he decided to recoil in his office before he read the test results.He exhaled loudly as he remembered the words of Doctor Pat. He had told him the real meaning of fatherhood but he had his fears. He decided that no matter the outcome of the result, he would stick to being the father of the children. He had held them in his hands and he had felt the sudden urge to protect them like they were his. He was ready to be a father to them, at least he was willing to give it a try.He impatiently tore open the envelope, surprising himself. He straightened the paper and read through making sure not to miss any important information. Just at the end of the paper was where the result was. It said that he was not the father of the children."This can't be happening", he
Patricia froze as the cold hands met her shoulders. She used her hand to search for a weapon while she held onto her son."Come with me", the person said. It was not Daniel. She turned around with a start. An old man was looking at her. She forgot to notice that the hands felt rough against her skin. The man started to walk away as she contemplated on if it was safe to follow him or not. He had a shotgun and looked like a hunter. However, she wondered who hunted at night. From a distance, she could see Daniel's flashlight. At any time, he would be close to where she was and she was oblivious to what to do. She finally took the bold decision and followed the old man. He did not go towards the road. Instead, he took another turn and it led them to a serene pathway. She looked back and she noticed that they had missed Daniel. She wanted to feel relieved but she did not know if to trust the man that was leading her. They walked for a long time, and in the midst of it all, Damian had f
The rain poured in torrents on the last day of the court hearing. The weather was chilling and Declan thought it was a good weather condition to hear some news.He decided to be extra about his outfit. He wore a coat above his three-piece suit and took a hat to go with it. He looked at himself in the mirror and did a final spin.He had begun to eat as normal and he thought that he had put on the weight he had previously lost. He took a final bow and headed out.Samantha had decided to come with him to the city for the final court hearing. She cooed as soon as she saw him. She suddenly became more confident. Here was her man looking as beautiful as the day."You look so fabulous", she said as she he
Patricia quickly put on the clean clothes the old man had kept for her and proceeded to look for her boy.She knew she should have not been too trusting with someone that she just meant.Insane thoughts crossed her mind.What if the man was a kidnapper? What if he was working with Daniel and only came to her in the guise of a helping hand? Her heart raced at those thoughts.She searched the entire house. The man did not seem harmless but she feared him. She called out to Declan as though, by the reason of a once-in-a-lifetime miracle, he would answer her with a cry or mutter some gibberish. She did not hear anything.She heard some sounds from outside a
Abigail was surprised to see Ferdinand standing at her front door. She had heard the doorbell ring and she had thought it was the pizza delivery that she had ordered a while ago for her kids.She had not expected to see him. He stood there in all his glory, with a pair of sunshades and a hat on, and a suitcase in his hand, suggesting that he was not going to be returning the same day.She shut her door behind her and stood before him outside with her arms folded under her breasts, making her cleavage more obvious.Ferdinand had glanced at it for a brief moment before he looked back at her face, resisting the urge to look back there. It was hilarious for Abigail but she acted ignorant."What are you doing
Ferdinand could not believe the reason why Declan had called him home. He wanted to propose to Samantha and it was hilarious to see him fidget like it was a big deal."Just get down on one knee and ask her to marry you", Ferdinand suggested. He had called Samson and he said that he could just arrange a small party, invite friends and family and propose to her in front of witnesses.He almost bought the idea when something better popped up in his head.He had finished the setup already. All he needed to do was to place some calls and soon, everything was made available for him. They set everything up for him and he was only left with the right outfit for the occasion.He had sent a message to Samantha earlier telling
Hannah was the happiest on the day she was to go home. Declan had excused himself from work. It had been the longest two months of their lives, waiting for their babies to develop fully.Declan could count the number of days he had been absent from the hospital in a day. It was his usual run immediately after work and he enjoyed doing it.The feeling that came with having children to protect created a kind of ego on his part. He loved the feeling. It was fulfilling.Doctor Pat came in to do the final checkups and confirmed that she was fit as a fiddle. She no longer experienced pain and she could move without the wheelchair.Everything about it made her happy. She could not wait to get back to her normal life.
Declan paced about the study. The call had unsettled him, and he had quickly withdrawn from the party, and came into the study. At this point, he wished he was still in touch with the police. The FBI had advised him to leave his phone connected to their system so that they would trace Daniel further. He had not paid much heed to the advice. Even if he had left them the access they needed, it may not have helped because it was a private number. But there was something that could be done by their department at least. This was the kind of loose end that Daniel would never let go of. But here he was, regretting that he had not done the needful. Nothing prepared him for this call from Daniel. Al