His entire face was swollen, leaving him unable to speak only then did he fall silent.
That day, Else had another premature labor, and Alena brongly her to the hospital.
Since the father’s signature was needed, Caspian was brought over by Alena’s onders
To prevent him from burting Elsie again, Alena accompanied her into the delivery room this time, leaving him alone outside.
Staring at the door labeled “Labor and Delivery“, he couldn’t help but think about what might have been if things had turned out differently.
Would shannon be lying inside, with him as a first–time father accompanying her in? Or perhaps she would be too afraid to have him there and would order him to wait outside.
Would he like other first–time fathers, be standing before the white walls, silently praying for her and the baby’s safety?
Caspian’s thoughts drifted. Once again, he took out his phone and dialed the number that could never be reached.
This time, however, the call connected.
Tears streamed down his face. He opened his mouth, countless words swirling in his mind, but he couldn’t bring himself to speak.
After a long pause, he shakily whispered, “shannon…”
One simple word, and yet it had taken him an entire year to say it to her again.
On the other end, there was no
no response.
That one word seemed to tripper something in Caspian as he poured out his regret.
He said he shouldn’t have betrayed her to be with Elsie and shouldn’t have had a child with the latter. He shouldn’t have said he loved Shannon while comforting Elsie And he definitely shouldn’t have destroyed her hope with his own hands
He rambled on, eventually collapsing to his knees, crying as he slapped himself in his
