*Shelby*
“You can’t be serious right now,” I said in complete disbelief.
“Come on, Shelby. You know that this is a conversation we were eventually going to have to have. The doctors at the fertility clinic said as much. Even if we aren’t forced to by the court, don’t you want to know for sure that they are ours?” Michael asked. He looked at me, his eyes imploring me to see his side.
I stared at him with my mouth hanging open a bit, shocked that in the same breath, he could tell me that our son and daughter looked like me, then spin it around and ask me if I wanted to find out if they were truly mine. That was what he really meant. He wanted to find out if they were really mine because we both knew that they were both his.
