Almost twenty three months since she left me, It had been more than a year since anyone had mentioned her to me or even hinted that she ever existed. Until yesterday when Bennett called me in the middle of a very important meeting. I knew right away that something was wrong from his tone, but never in a million years could I have expected the words he had to say to me.
I had two babies; he was sure that babies were mine since both babies were my spitting image . Rage and joy had mixed and mingled in my chest and gut, and if I had wings, I would've flown to my boys . I had to keep my feelings of anger at bay until I had my children in front of me. I took a chance and called Diana's old phone number, something I still knew by heart, and when she answered, a whole host of emotions had gone through me.
I always had told her that I would like be a good father like my father had been to me .
But I don't know why she'll keep something like this a secret from me.
It never entered my mind that Bennett could be wrong. From the way he described the babies, I too had no doubt that the twins could be mine. I did the math in my head from his calculations and came to the conclusion that she must've been at least a month pregnant when she left me. Which meant she may or may not have known she was carrying my baby when she walked out the door.