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"I think Mr. Anderson would be a better fit with someone else," I say, turning to walk out of the room. "I don't have time for people who think they know better than me. He's only going to hurt himself more, and I want no part of it."
"Krista," Doctor Hellman calls out to me.
"Sorry, Doc, not this time," I say, allowing the door to close.
I go back to my office, to collect my things, calling Leia to let her know I won't be able to go to the fair with them. I need time to collect my thoughts, seeing Will again has shaken something in me.
I'm at home stewing over my contempt of Will suggesting I'm not the best in my field. He would be lucky to have me as his physical therapist, but I refuse to work with him, so why should I care what he thinks of me and my profession?
My phone rings, pulling me out of my thoughts. I look at the caller id and see it's my dad, he never calls me, especially this time of night.
"Hey, dad, are you okay?" I ask.
"I'm fine hunny. Could you meet me at the house? I have something I need to talk to you about."
"Are you sure you are okay, dad?"
"For now, yes."
"Okay, I'll be there shortly," I tell him, sliding my feet into my sandals.
I grab my keys and make my way to the family home.
I arrive within fifteen minutes of dad calling me and walk into the house. "Dad, I'm here."
"In the living room," he calls out, and I quickly make my way there.
"Dad, what's going on?" I ask.
"I need to talk to you, and you are going to want to sit down for this," he tells me, though he doesn't seem like himself.
"Okay, dad. What's going on? Is your health okay?"
"My health is fine, but I need to explain something to you, and I hope you don't hate me when I'm done."
This has the hairs on the back of my neck standing, but I nod, allowing him to continue.
"A little over twenty-six years ago, your mother and I were in a bad place in our marriage. We had been unable to get pregnant, your mother was always depressed, and I used work as my escape. We had opted to divorce and had started the proceedings. I hired a part-time secretary to help me out in the office as business was taking off."
My stomach tightens, knowing I'm not going to like what I hear, but I allow him to keep talking.
"On a really bad day, your mother and I had been arguing on the phone, she was fighting me on some issues with the divorce, and when I walked out of my office, I caught my secretary crying. I asked her why, and she told me about her troubles in her marriage. We tried to be there for each other as we both navigated through our divorce proceedings, but one night, we had an affair at the office. It was just once, and it was shortly after that night, that your mother decided she wanted to work on our marriage. A few weeks later, I found out your mom was pregnant with you, but then my secretary came and told me she was also pregnant, however we both agreed never to tell anyone about our night together."
He takes a deep breath, but I can't breathe. I feel like my world is about to come crashing in on me.
"Her husband had found out that he was not the child's father, and it caused some issues. I didn't know any of this until tonight, when the mom was telling the story to her child, but I've always known that I was the father."
"They know you are their biological father?" I ask him.
"Yes," he says solemnly.
"Who?" I ask.
"Leia Stone is my daughter and your half-sister, and she knows you are hers."
"Oh my God," I whisper in disbelief.
"I told her I would be telling you this evening since she found out, it was only fair that you know as well."
