Celeste
For the past few days, I had been a nervous wreck. Every time my phone rang, my heart would beat so fast that I would get light-headed. I kept expecting it to be the hospital with results of the paternity test.
I wasn’t sure if I was more excited about the results or dreading them. Maybe it was a healthy mix of both. If the crazy man was my actual father, that would change everything. My entire life would be a lie.
And if he was my father, did that mean that Jack had recognized him that day? My brother had been old enough to know what our dad looked like. Surely he would have known. If he did, he lied to me about it and I intended to find out why.
However, all of this was still hypothetical. I wouldn’t be able to do anything until the results came in. So I had busied myself
