“Well, we do offer an expedited service. Let me see what I can do. But it will cost you more,” the receptionist said.
“I’ll take it,” Nancy said without hesitation. She handed over Patrick’s samples and paid for the test.
Sitting in the hospital hallway, she waited anxiously for the results. The baby started crying again, and Nancy leaned in to sniff her clothes. Her diaper didn’t seem to need changing.
Nancy guessed the baby must be hungry. There was still some time before the results would be ready, so she dashed to the supermarket and bought baby formula, bottles, and a few diapers – just in case.
She returned to the hallway and sat down, carefully feeding the formula to the baby. After what felt like an eternity, a nurse approached her and handed her an envelope before walking away.
“This is the truth, and I’ll have to face it whether I like it or not,” Nancy thought as she tore open the envelope.
Her head spun as she read the words, “Paternity rate – 99%.”
Nancy looked at the sleeping baby in her arms and fought back the tears that threatened to spill. Patrick had cheated on her, and she had been completely in the dark.
Nancy made up her mind then and there that she wouldn’t live with the proof of his infidelity forever. She was determined to find the baby’s mother and give the baby back to her.