Chapter 11

James "Should we proceed to the office Sir?" I hear my driver ask. I don't respond. Instead, I continued to look out the window. ... I hoped for a happy future with you, me and this child inside of me. ... The school outside is buzzing with activity. Kids running, groups of parents talking, cars coming in and out. But I had my eyes set on one particular family. Three kids come out from the backseat of a silver sedan and quickly open the trunk. My sights shift to the woman who was once the center of my life, coming out from the driver's seat to help out the kids. ... No child deserves to grow up without a father. ... After reading the letter a week ago, I was dumbstruck. It was like the very foundation to which my whole life was built on was shattered. I was a father? Immediately after reading the letter, I called a private investigator to give me information about Catherine. That chi