The baby kicked again, as if urging her on, and she took strength from the tiny life within her. She would confront Paul head-on and demand the truth. When the door finally opened, and Paul walked in, Melissa was ready.
She stood in the middle of the room, arms crossed, her eyes blazing with anger. Paul looked surprised, sensing the tension in the air immediately. “Melissa, what’s going on?” he asked, his voice wary.