Surprise and doubtful

Rodri's Pov

Hearing my phone beep dragged my attention to the fact that I had been sitting in the parking lot for almost thirty minutes. After storming out of the station, I had been eager to get to the hospital. The DNA results were finally out but my anxiety was stopping me from going to see it.

Even though Vanessa had not gotten around to telling me her baby's true identity, Blossom had stood solidly by what she said—the child wasn't mine. Dad had accepted Blossom’s stories and had totally switched up on Vanessa. Even though mum was still on Vanessa's side, it didn't exactly mean much.

Guilt was written all over Vanessa's face when I walked in on her conversation with Estelle. That same guilt was plastered on her face when she woke up a few days after the altercation. But why couldn't I bring myself to accept the truth that was obviously in front of me?

The answer was clearly in front of me and I couldn't even deny it. I wanted Vanessa's child to be mine because I was mad