“Sam! What happened?!” Nora called, rushing to try catch up, but I didn't care.
My mind was racing as I got straight to my car, started it and zoomed off with enough speed to be illegal.
All I could think about were the fact I actually had a son. Like really, Emery had kept something this huge from me.
Something as huge as being a father.
And she didn't think to let me know I was one.
Seriously?!
Never had a drive felt so long, but finally, I pulled over in front of her place.
And as we would have it, just at that moment, Emery got out of the house, clutching Donald in one hand and a traveller's bag in the other, looking very much like a child about to run away from home.
What the f**k? She was planning on running away?
Hurriedly I got out of the car, watching how the color draine
