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,

and shoved

for

to Bry!”

my body to the floor, but

it, his fingers visibly

pulled out several photos.

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a noticeable change swept

was now clouded with the onset of stormy

sank. I hesitated, then reached out to grab

before my fingers

making

unable to move.

her voice a

That child in her belly

photos when Bryant was momentarily distracted

shot of a hotel doorway. Indeed, standing there were Mark and

ever

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