CHAPTER 185

WILLIAM P.O.V

I stared at the results as I paced back and forth in the room. Ethan attempted to calm me down but his words weren't even helping one bit.

“Can you just take a chill pill? You should be happy that you're going to b-no you're a father,” he proclaims.

I didn't know whether to be happy or sad about it as the waves of my childhood memories hit me once more, words hunting me on how I was going to fail and be a terrible father.

“Fuck!” I groaned out loud.

I looked over at the desk to see Ethan, he placed a glass of whiskey on my table. I was a bit taken aback, he hands it to me and I gulp it down all at once.

“Whoa!” He exclaims. “Can you calm down a bit? I think that you're taking this a bit too far,” he states.

I decided to do as he had said, taking deep breaths multiple times as a way to help with the anxiety I was feeling. I closed my eyes, reminiscing on all the memories, most especially today's events.

“Ethan,” I called out to him. “What if Gigi doesn't like me? What if