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The First Child Ep. 4

The one week James had given Emily passed quickly. Each day he watched her, waiting to see if she would change her mind. But Emily held her ground. She fed the baby, cleaned the house, and went about her duties, but she never once mentioned the hospital. On the seventh day, James sat in the living room while Emily bathed the baby. When she came out, holding the child wrapped in a soft towel, James cleared his throat. “Emily,” he began quietly, “I gave you one week. That week has ended. Are you ready now to take this child to the hospital?” Emily did not answer immediately. She carried the baby to the bedroom, dressed him, and then returned to the sitting room. James was still waiting. “Emily, I am talking to you,” he said firmly. She sighed. “James, how many times will I say it? I am not going anywhere. Stop pressing me. I will not do any DNA test. I will not do any hospital test. You are the father of this child, and that is final.” James leaned forward, trying to remain calm. “If I a...

The First Child Ep. 3

James woke up early on Monday morning. He had been thinking all night. Emily’s refusal to do a DNA test had left him restless. He could not focus at work, and every time he looked at the baby, the doubt grew stronger. By 9am, he drove to the hospital alone. He didn’t take the baby with him because he wanted to first ask some questions before deciding on the next step. When he arrived, he went to the reception and asked to speak with a doctor. A few minutes later, he was shown into a small office. The doctor, a middle-aged man with glasses, greeted him warmly. “Good morning, Mr. James. How can I help you today?” James sat down and leaned forward. “Doctor, I have an unusual question. Is it possible for two white parents to give birth to a black baby?” The doctor looked thoughtful. “It is possible, but it is very rare. In some cases, the child may have inherited certain genes from past generations. In other rare cases, it could be a medical condition affecting the skin.” James nodded slow...

The First Child Ep. 2

Emily is distraught. She was in her room with her baby. James’s words from the night before kept echoing in her head. "We must have a DNA test. I don’t want to raise another man’s child." Her husband had said. She had told herself over and over again that morning that she would not do it. No matter how much James insisted, she was not going to any hospital for a DNA test. She was tired, weak, and still recovering from childbirth. She also felt insulted that her own husband would accuse her of cheating. When James returned from work that evening, she was ready with her answer. “James,” she said as he entered the room, “I am not doing any DNA test. I am not going anywhere.” James stopped in the middle of the room. “What did you just say?” “You heard me. I am not following you to any hospital. I will not do it.” His eyes were fixed on her. “So you are hiding something. That explains it.” Emily frowned. “I am not hiding anything. I just will not subject myself to this insult.” Ja...

The First Child Ep. 1

Emily was in her room that night. She is sitting on the edge of the bed, holding her belly. She was in her ninth month of pregnancy, and she had been counting down the days. For years, she and her husband, James, had prayed for a child. They had tried doctors, prayed in churches, and visited specialists. Nothing worked. Until one day, 9 months ago, Emily told James the news he had been waiting to hear — she was pregnant. From that day, James treated her like gold. He made sure she never lacked anything. He was excited, nervous, and happy at the same time. Every night, he would place his hand gently on her belly and talk to the baby. On this night in Texas, as the clock moved past 11pm, Emily felt a sharp pain. She gasped and held her belly tighter. The pain came again, stronger this time. “James… It’s time. I'm in labour,” she said quietly but firmly. James jumped from the chair where he had been watching TV. “Are you sure?” “Yes… I think I’m in labour.” He grabbed the hospital ba...