Ryan

I sat at my desk, my fingers lightly tapping on the documents in front of me, but my eyes were fixed on my phone screen.

A message had just popped up from Eric.

[From Ms. May's condition, we'll soon be able to arrange a non-invasive prenatal paternity test.]

My fingers tightened slightly around the phone, and my heart pounded violently in my chest.

Once the test was done, I would finally know if Gabby's baby was ...