MYKEL

I was still over the moon celebrating being a father again. The feeling of watching the monitor with the image of my child growing inside my wife was fucking extraordinaire—we made this baby, and I couldn’t wait to hold my child in my arms.

Then it was only a matter of a split second that my triumph and delirious bliss were gone in an instant.

My world stopped and faded around me. I was quick to rush toward my wife to drag her away from the motherfucker, shielding her and my child ...