The Rightful Father

The sun was at its highest point, and the temperature hit the highest of the day. When Tristan was back, I was sitting on the couch in the living room, sweating profusely while staring blankly into space.

Upon noticing the perspiration covering my forehead, he raised his voice to reproach me, “Are you planning to die from heatstroke, killing the baby as well?”

I shoot him an indifferent glance whi