Chapter 23. Who's the Father?

Samuel's POV

One month later...

I sat at my desk, staring at my phone screen. I had been attempting to contact Mika for several days, but she had not returned any of my calls or texts. We had split up a month before, and I had hoped to make amends with her. But it appeared that she no longer wanted anything to do with me.

I couldn't believe we'd broken up because of that night I spent with Mary. I knew I was wrong, but I'm certain nothing happened between us. I had a few beers that night, but I don't recall touching her.

I called her again, but this time it went straight to voicemail. I decided to leave a message while keeping my voice cool and collected.

"Hey, Mika. It's me, Samuel. Look, I know things have been rough between us, but I really want to talk to you. Can we meet up and talk things out? Please? I miss you."

I hung up the phone and leaned back in my chair, running my fingers over my hair. I wa