Lost Me Gained Regret

He shot up from his chair, a storm brewing on his face, and towered over me
with a glare that felt like it lasted an eternity. Finally, through gritted teeth, he
spat out, “In your dreams!”
My temper flared in response, and I abruptly stood, marching toward the living
room where the whispering duo of Margaret and Teresa were seated. “Out
with it, what’s the deal?”
“Bry!” Margaret rose, smugness personified, her gaze skipping past me to
land on Bryant as she dropped her bombshell. “You know what? That baby
Jane carried might not even be yours.”
The air seemed to freeze in that instant.
Rage consumed me, and I was about to let a slap fly her way when Margaret,

ever the viper, dodged and shoved an envelope against me.
Her smirk came with scorn. “See for yourself. Let’s see how you explain this
to Bry!”
The envelope slid down my body to the floor, but before I could pick it up,
Bryant was already on it, his fingers visibly tensed as he ripped it open and
pulled out several photos.
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Just like that, a noticeable change swept over him. What was once a gentle
expression was now clouded with the onset of stormy anger.
My heart sank. I hesitated, then reached out to grab the photos, but Bryant
pulled them away before my fingers could barely graze them.
An icy aura exuded from him, making my hand hang suspended in the air,
unable to move.
“Bry, you see!” Margaret smiled, her voice a soft poison, “She’s been
unfaithful for a long time. That child in her belly was likely Mark’s.”
I glanced at the photos when Bryant was momentarily distracted and saw it
was a shot of a hotel doorway. Indeed, standing there were Mark and I. When