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,

viper, dodged and shoved an envelope against

with scorn. “See for yourself. Let’s see how you

to Bry!”

slid down my body to the floor,

visibly tensed as he

pulled out several photos.

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swept over him.

with

reached out to grab the photos, but

them away before my fingers

from him, making my hand hang suspended in

unable to move.

see!” Margaret smiled, her voice a

time. That child in her belly was

photos when Bryant was momentarily distracted and saw

a hotel doorway. Indeed, standing there were Mark and I.

ever go to a hotel

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