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“Talk about what?”
“How are you doing?” I look at him confused as to why he would think I want to talk. I am done talking.
“What do you want, Oliver?” I ask as I walk back to my chair.
“I want you to let me carry some of the weight on your shoulder. You are not alone and right now you are acting like you are.” I take a drink and run my fingers through my hair.“Let me be here for you.”
“I’m not in the mood. Oliver. I want to be left alone.”
“Tough luck. I am here and not going anywhere until we talk. Tell me at least one thing. Anything.” I hear in his voice that he is worried. But it is not his place. This is not his problem.“Viktor, I am your brother. You need to trust me.” I look at him and take another drink. Oliver has always stood by me.
“What do you want me to tell you? Do you want me to tell you that I am losing my fucking mind not knowing where Ava is or do you want me to tell you that being with Fiona is driving me mad? But more importantly how the fuck did Fiona get pregnant?” There it is. The question that has been nagging me but I had not been given a voice. I was with Fiona for years. I knew all her moves.
“What is it?”
“I want a DNA test.”
“What are you thinking?”
“Fiona is a calculating woman. She would never let anything to chance. She would never risk losing everything by making a mistake like getting pregnant.” I say as I drain my drink and stand.
“Where are you going?”
I don’t answer. Not because he doesn’t deserve an answer but because answering him won’t make a difference. I leave the office and set out to find Fiona. I walk to her bedroom on the first floor. When I open the bedroom. It is empty. I don’t need to look further. I know exactly where she is. I take the steps and make my way upstairs. I walk straight to my bedroom. Just like I knew, she is laying on my bed.
“Great, you are finally here. Why don’t you get ready for bed and we can call it a night. I am exhausted and I bet you are too.”
“Get the fuck out of my bed. I don’t know how many times I need to fucking tell you.”
“It’s late. There is no reason for so much hostility. How about you come into bed and let me relax you.” Her words repulse me. I have never hated a woman the way I hate her.
“You are going to the doctor tomorrow to get a DNA test.”
“What are you talking about?” She asks, pretending to be shocked by my words.
“The child growing inside of you can not possibly be mine. I am not falling for your bullshit. I know you Fiona. You told me over and over again in the past you never wanted kids. I am not the father and a test will prove that.”
“Are you kidding me, Viktor? Are you listening to yourself? You are the father of this baby,” she says, putting her hands on her stomach.
“You can say and claim whatever you want. I want physical proof that the child is mine.”
“I don’t need to do shit. I bet you are wishing this isn’t your baby so you can run to the arms of Ava. It’s the only thing you really care about.” She gets out of bed.
“You will go for the test. I am not asking you.”
“You are unbelievable. Here I am trying to make a home for our family and you are accusing me of what? Do you really think I would trick you?”
“I would not put it past you,” I say more to myself.
“Fine. I will go to my doctor and have the test. I will show you that this baby growing inside of me is your baby.” She tries to close the gap between us but I start walking away to open my bedroom door.
“Get the fuck out of my bedroom. This is the last time I am going to tell you.”
“Baby, don’t be like that.”
“I won’t tell you again, Fiona.”
“You used to be fun.” She says as she walks out.
