My Baby’s Daddy

Zacharias was met with nothing but ruins. All the houses had been destroyed. If Shirley were really here, she’d be buried six feet under.

“Shirley? Shirley!” he shouted, his voice filled with despair. As he fell to his knees, his mind became a blank canvas.

Imogen had come down as well. She stood around, watching, her heart filled with delight. She rejoiced in her heart, muttering, Finally, the woman I hate the most is dead, and I killed all the kidnappers. There’s nothing to worry about anymore. However, a familiar voice interrupted her thoughts. “Zacharias.”

That voice was salvation for Zacharias. He turned and spotted a slender figure emerging through the smoke-filled surroundings-it was Shirley. She had survived. Tears welled up in his eyes, and the sight of her resurrected his cold, lifeless heart. “Shir!” He hurried toward her.

Shirley, too, ran to meet him, and amidst the swirling smoke, they embraced. Imogen watched, her eyes wide. She couldn’t believe Shirley had escaped instead of dying in the explosion.

her warmth could affirm that everything around him was still real. She smiled.

her tightly, and this time, he would not let

wondered, Could she have found out I was involved too? Anxious, Imogen observed

say men only cry when their hearts are

cheek, suggested, “This isn’t the best place

releasing her from the hug, Zacharias held onto her hand tightly, unwilling to let her go just

cheek. Concerned, she said, “Mr.

“It’s nothing.

I punched him.”

“What?

it,” Zacharias snapped. He almost wanted to kill Roy for locking him in the car. One punch

gun. He wanted to come in and save you. I had no choice but to lock him in the car. I