Carrie
My head swirled and my heart thudded. As though I just saw a ghost, I looked ahead in shock while my back stayed glued to the surface of the door behind me.
But... wait. Why should I be this way? Why should I cower as though I am owing the man on the other side a huge sum of money?
I mean…
My knees adjusted their crookedness and I stood upright while a pondering look etched itself on my face.
… even though it was almost a month late, the father of my child is finally at my door.
“Carrie Edwards. I am sure you remember me. Open the door,” his voice ordered from the other side and I almost found myself rushing to do as he said.
But no, I need to gather my thoughts first.
For starters, I will let him know his presence is not needed. When it was desperately needed, he did not re
