Casper.

I couldn't keep calm.

Two hours of wait seemed like an endless torture.

It took me a great deal of self-control not to bombard Raphael with tons of messages as anxiety consumed me whole.

Several questions loomed in my head. Questions I wanted an answer to.

Who was that child?

Who was his father?

Why did he call me daddy?

Did Lilith tell him everything? I bet he would hate me for abandoning him for his first few years.

But what if I was overthinking it? What if that was another man's child?

Would I be able to accept her raising another man's child?

Fuck!

I would do anything...