His mind went blank. It was a sensation he had never experienced before.
The feeling was hard to describe. Nerves? Excitement? Utterly lost…
He couldn't put his finger on it.
His hands were trembling slightly. He looked up at the door, then at the empty bathroom and bedroom.
He put the items back where he found them and walked out of the bathroom, holding the cracked watch.
"Find out what my wife was being checked for at the hospital last time."
He sat in the bedroom in silence for a long time, until a ringing phone forcibly "woke" him from his stupor.
"Mr. Davenport, the doctor said your wife has an early intrauterine pregnancy. She… she's planning to terminate it."
"What?" Alaric Davenport shot to his feet. It was the first time he'd ever been this anxious, this frantic…
'Why didn't she discuss it with me? How could she make such a decision on her own?'
He took a deep breath and asked in a low voice, "Has she done it?"
