BREAKING NEWS 🚨 Larry sends Bethany a group photo with Jaden and his child. Bethany sees it and is shocked. Read More Full Story I
The hospital waiting area is quiet but tense. Bethany sits, phone in hand, unaware of the revelations to come.
Chairs are neatly arranged, the hum of fluorescent lights above, and the distant beeping of monitors in nearby rooms.
Bethany sits on a sofa, scrolling absentmindedly, her face pale and eyes tired but alert.
BETHANY: (softly, curious) Another message from Larry… what now?
She unlocks the phone and sees a group photo. Her eyes widen in shock.
BETHANY: (voice shaking, whispering) Oh… my… God…
Her hands tremble as she holds the phone closer. The sound of her heartbeat seems to echo in the quiet hospital room.
Larry leans against the wall outside, watching her reaction from afar.
LARRY: (to himself, softly) She needed to see this… now she knows.
He straightens, anticipating her next move.
Bethany drops onto the sofa, clutching her phone. She replays the photo repeatedly, each viewing deepening her shock.
BETHANY: (voice breaking) Jaden… a child… and… Larry…
BETHANY: (whispering, panicked) Why didn’t anyone tell me? How… how could I not know?
Tears form, she buries her face in her hands, the hospital’s background fading away.
Bethany paces the small waiting area, phone glowing in her hand. Her voice rises in anger and disbelief.
BETHANY: (angry, emotional) Larry… why would you send this now?
Other patients glance her way; she doesn’t notice. Her focus is entirely on the photo and the questions it raises.
Bethany finally sits back down, picking up the phone once more, scrolling through previous messages for context—finding none.
BETHANY: (softly, whispering) He… he just sent me the photo… nothing else.
Her mind races with questions, suspicions, and disbelief. She breathes heavily, trying to calm herself.
BETHANY: (to herself, resolute) I have to… I have to face the truth.
Larry watches from a distance, calm but unreadable, knowing the truth is about to hit Bethany.
LARRY: (softly, to himself) The truth will hit her soon… I just hope she’s ready.
Bethany sits, hands clutching the phone, staring at the photo. Her mind races, heart pounding, the suspense thick in the air.
BETHANY: (soft, whispering) This changes everything…

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