Vivian's laughter cut through the air, a mixture of disbelief and amusement. She playfully nudged Leslie's shoulder, her expression suggesting that she thought he was pulling her leg. "Leslie, seriously? This isn't the right moment for jokes," she chided, her smile lingering.However, the smile slowly faded from her face as Leslie's calm demeanour made it evident that he was entirely serious. Vivian sank back into her seat, a puzzled look on her face. "You can't be serious," she retorted, a tone of incredulity in her voice. "What you're saying just doesn't add up. We always used condoms, so... this can't be possible," she reasoned, her initial amusement now replaced with a growing sense of bewilderment."It does add up", Leslie stated, "The last time we had sex", Leslie said in a low voice, "The condom broke". The room went suddenly silent, it was as though the words that came out of Leslie's mouth had sucked all the life from the room. "Leslie's voice remained steady, his words hangi
Vivian's eyes widened, and her voice seemed to catch in her throat. Tears welled up and trickled down her cheeks, while a mixture of shock and joy painted her expression. Leslie reached out and gently wiped her tears away with his fingers. "My baby," Vivian eventually managed to say, her voice tremulous yet filled with emotions."You found my baby?" Vivian asked, a glimmer of hope and happiness brightening her tear-streaked face. Leslie nodded gently, his own eyes showing a mixture of relief and tendernessVivian's lips quivered into a smile, and before Leslie could react, she wrapped her arms around him in a tight, heartfelt hug. The intensity of the moment was palpable as they sat there, bound by the emotions of the past and the unexpected revelation of the present."She's no longer a baby but a young woman," Leslie said with a warm smile, his smile reflected a mix of relief and happiness. Vivian's eyes sparkled with a newfound hope as she continued to wipe away her tears."Was the P
Pamela's immediate reaction was one of astonishment. "What did you just say?" she inquired, her voice tinged with disbelief. Vivian opened her mouth to speak but was abruptly interrupted when the door swung open, revealing a young lady. Vivian couldn't help but gasp at the sight of her."Good evening, Ma'am," the young girl greeted Vivian politely, her eyes meeting Vivian's for a moment before she turned her attention to Pamela. "Mom, Dad needs you," she informed her mother."Excuse me," the girl said to Vivian and then retreated into the house.Pamela stood there, staring after the young lady had walked away. The revelation and the unexpected presence of the young lady had clearly caught her off guard, leaving her in a state of perplexity.Vivian observed the young lady retreating into the house, her heart pounding in her chest. As she turned back to face the woman, the woman's demeanour had changed entirely. Her expression was now stern, and she placed her hand on the doorknob."I h
Leslie rushed into the running shower and swiftly gathered Vivian into his arms, carrying her out of the cold water. She was trembling and shivering uncontrollably. Leslie grabbed a few towels, gently wrapping her wet hair in one of them. With great care, he peeled off her soaking clothes and then removed his own.Working quickly, Leslie began to dry her off, using the towels to gently mop her body. Once she was considerably drier, he led her to the bed and tucked her beneath the warm duvet. Concern etched across his face, he moved to make a small fire, hoping to bring some much-needed warmth to the room.He took the wet clothes to Vivian's laundry dryer and When his clothes were dry he put them back on. Leslie climbed into the bed, joining Vivian beneath the duvet, and pulled her close. He held her tightly, providing warmth and comfort as she continued to shiver and tremble from the cold. Gradually, as the minutes passed, her trembling subsided, and exhaustion overcame her. With Le
Leslie looked at Vivian intensely, concern etched on his face. "Is employing a lawyer the best course of action? Did you willingly give your child up for adoption, or was she taken from you?" he asked, his voice filled with empathy. "Consider the fact that she's now an adult, she has bonded with her adopted parents for more than ten years. Are you prepared to force a relationship through legal means?" He urged Vivian to carefully weigh her options and think about the implications of her decisions.Vivian gazed at Leslie with teary eyes, her heart heavy with the weight of her past decisions. "What would you have me do?" she asked, fresh tears forming in her eyes. "I feel helpless," Vivian said as the tears rolled down her cheeks.Leslie reached out and gently wiped away her tears, his expression softening with empathy. "I understand this is incredibly difficult for you," he said softly. "Right now, maybe it's best to take a step back and give her space to process what she's learned. Rus
"Sit down, honey," Pamela softly urged, her voice tender and caring, as she motioned for Bernice to come closer. "Sweetie, I need you to listen to your dad and me. Just hear us out first before you judge us. Whatever happens, always remember how much we love you," Pamela continued her words carrying a weight of sincerity and a plea for understanding. She pointed to a spot on the bed, inviting Bernice to take a seat, to join them in this difficult conversation.Bernice, a mix of anxiety and curiosity swirling in her eyes, sat down, her heart racing with uncertainty. This moment felt pivotal, like a turning point in her life. She took a deep breath and braced herself, ready to hear what her parents had to say. The love she knew they had for her was the anchor keeping her steady in this storm of emotions."We loved you from the first moment we set our eyes on you. We were told that your mom didn't want you. She had walked away from you and gave up her parental rights. She made it clear s
After speaking with Vivian, talking to Bernice wasn't much of a difficult decision. Her words still echoed in Pamela's mind hours after she had gone. "I appreciate your acceptance to see me," she had started. " Believe me, I don't take it for granted," Vivian had said. She paused for a minute before she started again, "My family had never heard of the word, cryptic pregnancy until I went into labour. The doctor explained it to me and my family just hours before I gave birth. Everyone was shocked, myself included. I was just eighteen years old then and never saw it coming. I had sex when I was under the influence of alcohol. The details of the sexual encounter were foggy and that didn't help my case when everyone was asking me while I was in labour who was responsible for the pregnancy. All I could remember was entering the back of a van with a young man. Everything about it was completely foggy, I didn't know who the person was or what happened between us that night.", the room wa
Leslie got up and sat beside her, he held her tight while she sobbed. When she ceased crying, he asked again, "What happened?What did Bernice say to you?", Leslie asked. "she wants a DNA test ", Vivian said. " she wouldn't even let me say anything, she won't let me explain", Vivian said. Leslie didn't say a word, she held onto Vivian as she clung to him like a lifeline. Leslie gently held Vivian's hands and looked into her eyes. "Vivian, asking for a DNA test isn't a rejection of you. It's a huge revelation for Bernice. Imagine having your world shifted so dramatically after eighteen years," he said, his voice filled with understanding and empathy.He continued, "Patience is what she needs right now. The foundation of trust and understanding will take time to rebuild. Just as you've had years to come to terms with your decisions, Bernice needs that time too. We must respect her process, and her emotions, and give her the space she needs to process everything. If a DNA test is what sh