It took Andrew a moment for his mind to process what was happening. Emma’s husband had been the last person he expected to see when opening the front door. A million questions were swirling around like a tornado in his mind. Did the paparazzi leak something about them? Did he catch them out in public in a similar fashion as when they ran into Alyssa? Dave shoved his way past Andrew and stepped inside. As much as Andrew wanted to be the one to speak and possibly ease the situation, he also knew there was nothing he could say to make it less awkward or uncomfortable.
“I got an interesting message on our home phone…you know the one that I have linked up to my cell phone,” Dave began as he pulled his cell phone out of his back pocket. “I thought you’d like to hear it in person.” Andrew could tell that the man’s tone was harsh and had a tinge of hurt to it. The other man’s pain selfishly gave him hope for the news to lean in his favor. After all, he knew next to nothing about this man and really had nothing against him. Besides the fact that he was married to the only woman Andrew would ever be in love with.
Dave pressed play on the voicemail and put his phone on speaker. “Hi Miss Stone, this is Stacy calling from the paternity lab. I didn’t want to give this news over voicemail, but I know you stated it was urgent. I wanted to let you know that the paternity results are in for your baby. It does indeed look to be Mr. Garfield’s child. If you have any questions or concerns, don’t hesitate to call us back.”
Andrew’s heart skipped a beat in anticipation, not believing his ears at first as the news sank in. He was the father. He was having a baby with Emma. His dream from so many years ago was finally coming true.
Emma stood there in the entry way pretty much frozen in place. It was pretty much her worst nightmare come to life. It had never been that she hadn’t cared for Dave, of course she did. You don’t marry someone you dislike. But she’d always knew deep down, she’d been settling. And she’d been able to live her life like that for sometime. Because she did have love for him, and he was good to her. But at the end of the day it would always be Andrew in her heart. She couldn’t help it. And it was in this moment she knew, Dave was always going to end up collateral damage because of her.
Before he even spoke, as much as he hopped he’d still been in the dark, she knew the jig was up. Her hands came to cover her own face in embarrassment. The moment he mentioned the voicemail being connected, Emma knew what was happening and her eyes darted back and forth between the man and Andrew, not really knowing what to do. “Dave, I’m so sorry -- I never meant for you to find out like this,” she’s tried to say, tried to talk him down before he continued, but it was too late. He was already playing the message.
As it played, her hands came to cover her mouth and the tears began to fall for multiple reasons. One part of her couldn’t help how her heard leaped at the news it was Andrew’s, not being able to help the quick glance in his direction when it was confirmed. But the other felt crushed that she’d seen the twisted look on Dave’s face when the words were uttered via speaker phone. “I don’t uh,” she said shaking her head, wiping at the tears on her cheeks, “I don’t really know what to say. I didn’t want to hurt you more then I had to..” she said looking down until the last minute.
She wanted nothing more then to be celebrating with Andrew in this moment, but she knew she first had to clean up the mess she’d been putting off.
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