She opened the wardrobe, searching for a note, a clue, anything that would make sense of what he’d done. At first, there was nothing, folded shirts, a half-packed gym bag, his old watch. Then she saw it, tucked between a pile of receipts and spare change. A single folded slip of paper. Riverton Diagnostics | Paternity DNA Testing | Paid in Full.
The paper trembled in her hands. She read it again, and again, but the words didn’t change. James hadn’t left because he couldn’t handle the pressure. He hadn’t left because he was scared of fatherhood. He had left because he didn’t believe the child sleeping upstairs was his. The next morning, Emily was running on coffee and nerves.