When a baby is left on a man’s doorstep, the guy is suspected of being the father of the child, and the controversy destroys his wife, his image, and the life that he believed to be safe. During one of the most challenging periods of his life, Daniel Mercer had been working on an oil pipeline in Alaska for close to a year. The amount of money was satisfactory, the work was taxing, and the loneliness was disconcerting.
But at long last, after a continuous period of twelve months, he was finally on his way back to his wife. The first time Daniel and Marissa had met was when they were both in high school. It was she who had the ability to make a room brighter with her laugh, while he was the reserved one who had a passion for repairing automobiles.
Many people considered their decision to get married at the age of nineteen to be risky. Daniel, on the other hand, has never had any doubts about it. With every ounce of his existence, he loved her, and the decision to marry her had been the most straightforward decision he had ever settled on.
In spite of the fact that he frequently made jokes about being old-fashioned, the reality was much simpler: Marissa was the only woman he had ever been with, and he had never desired to associate with anyone else. Since he had never provided her with any grounds to question his loyalty, the idea that she might have doubts about his commitment never occurred to him. Daniel’s heart was pounding with excitement as his jet touched down that evening during the flight.
Following the gathering of his luggage, he made his way out into the arrivals area, where he scanned the crowd in search of Marissa’s recognizable smile. However, she was not present. He reasoned that perhaps she had been unable to leave work until late.
After all, she was a nurse, and unexpected medical situations were not uncommon. After pulling out his phone, he sent her a brief text message that read, “Just landed.” Already on my way home. Looking forward to seeing you.
There was no response. He dismissed the anxiety and phoned an Uber, during which he spent the ride envisioning the expression that Marissa would have on her face when he walked through the door. Nevertheless, when he arrived at their modest suburban house and went upon the front porch, he had the impression that something was… wrong.
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