Kelly’s eyes were brimming with tears. “Honey, you… you have to stay strong. Our son and I will always be by your side.”
My son’s young voice trembled. “Dad, Mom and I will take care of you for the rest of your life.”
Their acting was impeccable. It’s a shame they weren’t in show business.
I slowly moved my eyes, weakly staring at my son’s tear-streaked face.
His eyes didn’t resemble mine. His nose didn’t either. Not a single feature looked like me.
If I hadn’t overheard their conversation just now, I might have remained in the dark for the rest of my life.
Thinking about how I had been made a fool for so many years, my hands clenched tightly onto the bedsheet. My lips trembled, but I couldn’t utter a single word.
At that moment, the door swung open and our high school bully, Matthew Bill, walked in.
I remembered my wife once telling me that Matthew had relentlessly pursued her back in the day. She had said they were young and foolish and had a brief history together.
He walked in carrying a large bouquet of fresh flowers, his expression filled with regret and exhaustion.
“Davis, it’s been years… I never thought our reunion would be under such heartbreaking circumstances.”