Mark's Point of View
"I can't believe this is how you treat the mother of your child," Bianca said.
her sentence, the mother of your child. is still echoing in my ears.
"what are you talking about?" I asked, expecting some explanations, trying to understand what I just heard.
"Well, I just found out I'm pregnant a few days ago, and since I couldn't reach my baby's father, who happens to be you, by the way, I decided to start my own business in order to provide a wonderful life for my child." She explained.
"Cut your bullshit, Bianca; you're not pregnant."
She approaches me aggressively and looks me in the eyes; she's trying to irritate me, but I must remain calm, I urge myself. She sat in a really comfy chair, opened her bag, and took an envelope out. The name and logo of the Laborat
