I fell in love with a pregnant woman and promised to help her raise the baby, but she chose to run from her responsibilities. She abandoned me and our child, only to return years later with an unthinkable demand. I met Molly in college. She was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen—radiant smile, golden hair, and an energy that made people gravitate toward her. But she never paid much attention to me. Molly was always surrounded by the most popular guys, mostly football players, and I was just

Leslie rubbed her temple as she made her way to the plane, her head pounding from last night’s party. The club in Atlanta had been wild, the music loud, the drinks strong. Now, she was paying the price. “Amy!” Leslie spotted her fellow flight attendant and rushed over. “Please tell me you have some headache pills.” Amy rolled her eyes but reached into her bag. “Of course, I do. But, Leslie, you should know better than to party the night before a cross-country flight.” Leslie groaned. “What else am I

My hands trembled as I placed the pregnancy test on the bathroom counter. I had lost count of how many times I had stared at a single pink line in disappointment. Five years of heartbreak, five years of tears, and five years of empty hopes. But this morning felt different. My breath hitched as I saw it—a second pink line appearing right before my eyes. My heart pounded. Was this real? I wanted to run straight to Ronald and tell him. He had been my rock through everything—the treatments, the