#Chapter 8- Heartbreak

Cora “Hayden Wiltmen.” The name hung in the air long after the doctor had spoken it. It reverberated against the walls and echoed in my ears. My heart skipped a beat. Hayden. That name didn’t mean anything to me. I mentally rifled through everyone I’d met at work: the researchers, the assistants, even the janitorial staff. I then searched through the catalog of people I knew in my limited personal life. No Hayden. The doctor’s expression softened. “I’m sorry we couldn’t be more help, ma’am.” I gave him a tired smile. “Thanks anyway.” Leaving the hospital, I walked slowly, clutching the small folder of papers they’d given me and feeling like I was in a dream. The folder was mostly worthless now. My only hope was the missing sperm report. And Daisy. Daisy… who still hadn’t returned a single call or message. I’d textetd her again right after leaving the hospital. “Daisy, please. I just need to ask about the report. Call me,” I begged her. No reply. By the tim