Calob POV
I feel a lump form in my throat staring into this woman's eyes full of sympathy. "Sir, if you take a seat, I'll have the doctor come out to speak with you as soon as she can." "Please tell me is the baby alright?" "I'm sorry sir you'll need to wait for the doctor." she says. She turns and heads through a door that holds all the answers I need. I'm tempted to jump over the desk and push my way back there, but ending up in jail will not get me answers.
I can't sit, so I begin to pace the waiting room. A hundred thoughts are swirling around my brain. Thoughts that make me feel sick to my stomach. Thinking about the times I wished the baby wasn't mine. I'm ready to fall to my knees and beg God to forgive me. That wish was to not be tied to Lucy. I never wanted my child to not exi
