POV ROBERT
After my discussion with Emma, I knew I needed advice. I was at a crossroads, with my two lives about to collide, and I required guidance from someone I could trust. I picked up my phone and dialed my older brother Timothy's number.
After several rings, he finally answered. “Robert, what do you want?” His voice sounded somewhat impatient.
“Timothy, I need to talk to you immediately,” I replied, my voice filled with urgency.
He sighed on the other end of the line. “Bobby, I'm at Charlotte's parent's house, at the dinner to discuss wedding preparations. Mom is here too. By the way, you were supposed to be here as well. Where the hell are you?”
My hand hit my forehead as I chastised myself for forgetting the family dinner. “Timothy, I completely forgot, but it's important. I'm
