Code Blue

~ Chapter 21 ~

This chapter changes POV's... 🤭

Chapter 21
Wednesday September 13th
Mallory's POV

His daughter's hospital room.

His daughter

Her hospital room.

I could only stand there as a mix of emotions; shock, confusion, sadness, anger. They were all fighting inside of me for the top spot, and I could only stand there frozen with my mouth agape at the second bombshell that Harry has dumped on me in the last two weeks.

Not only was he hiding a wife, but he's also had a secret daughter this entire last month that I have known him. He did a damn good job of hiding it from me, because I never suspected it. The thought that he had a whole entire family never once crossed my mind, even when I found out about his wife, I never thought about it.

How has he managed to keep it such a secret this entire time? How has not a singular person even casually mentioned in conversation that he has an entire child? All the times that I walked past this room unknowing. It didn't make any sense to me.

"W-what?" My voice wavered.

"Oh great" He muttered.

"Please" I swallowed harshly, willing this information not to be true. I don't know how to even begin processing this, and I was wishing upon every star that this is just another one of his awful pranks that he'll laugh about when I fell for it. I really do not want this to be true. "Tell me you're joking"

"I'm not joking" He stared at me, and it angered me. How is he able to stand here and keep his held high after what he did? How can he stand here and confidently tell me that he cheated on the mother of his child, his sick child, if nothing else. How can he look at me with not a hint of remorse on his face? And why am I the one who feels dirty and disgusting because of it?

"You are the most vile person I have ever met" I spoke slowly, fighting to even get the words out. I looked up at him through pointed eyes and a less than pleased look on my face. It honestly made me sick to look at him, and know that once again I had completely fallen for the façade that was shown to me.

Harry is not and never will be the guy that I met at the bar that night. Whoever he was that night, the kind, funny, charming, man that sat next to me for hours and made sure I got home safe is not the doctor standing in front of me today. The Harry that I know now is a condescending, impertinent, lying, cheater.

His grip on the door handle tightened, and he continued to look at me with the same look on his face. It felt like time was frozen between us, and we were the only two people standing in this hallway. Finally, he shook his head and looked down at the ground, mumbling. "I don't need to do this with you"

"Because I don't mean anything to you, I know" I snapped, and I cursed myself when my breathing started to pick up. I felt that gut wrenching rush that would hit me back then, and I blinked repeatedly to try to keep the tears that wanted to flow in my eyes. I didn't want to cry, at least not in front of him. I already know he feels like this changes nothing, the same way he felt when I found out about his wife, but to me it changes things. Yet he would just tell me to get over it, and it would only be worse if he saw I was crying about it. "Because nothing we did means anything, because the fact you cheated on your wife means nothing to you. Just how cheating when you have a child means nothing either, right?"

"Don't you ever talk about my daughter" He warned me, his voice low and threatening.

I looked at the hospital door, that held a little girl behind it. At least I assumed she was little. I know nothing about her. I didn't even know she existed until a mere few minutes ago.