After Giving Birth Alone, The Doctor Froze When He Saw My Son—What He Said About The Father Made My Heart Stop

froze.

Completely.

His gaze locked onto my son’s eyes.

One deep brown.

One gray-blue.

Heterochromia.

Rare. Striking. Impossible to ignore.

“Is something wrong?” I asked quietly, tightening my hold on Noah.

Dr. Carter didn’t answer immediately. He swallowed hard, as if the words were stuck in his throat.

“Where is the father?” he asked.

My stomach tightened.

“He’s continue reading …