**Diary Entry**
I never thought it would come to this. Today, I told Dad about Emilyour neighbours daughterbeing pregnant. My child. The words barely left my lips before he took a slow breath and said, Then youd best marry her.
Marry her? Impossible. Im too young for that, I argued. We werent even serious.
Dads smile was cold. Then you were man enough to chase her but not to face the consequences? Without another word, he called for Mum. Margaret! Come here.
She walked in, wiping her hands on her apron. Whats happened?
Our sons got a girl pregnantEmily, next doorand now hes running from it like a coward.
Mum didnt flinch. Her face hardened. And hes right. Why bring some girl into this house? These modern lasses are cleverthey trap a lad with money, get themselves pregnant, then demand marriage. For all we know, the baby isnt even his. He should get a test. And dont pressure him, William. Hes young. Men have urges. But were not responsible for another womans mistake.
Dad exhaled sharply. And if it is his?
So what if it is? Are we obliged to take on that burden? Get the test done first. She turned back to the kitchen, leaving us alone.
Dads voice was quiet then. I was young once too. Loved one girl but married anothernot for love, but duty. Your mother was expecting. I didnt know if I could love her, but I knew one thing: the child wasnt at fault. My blood. My responsibility. And you know what, William? Ive never regretted staying.
Three months later, the DNA test confirmed it: 99.9% chance the baby was mine.
Mum scoffed when Dad laid the results before her. So? Its his. That doesnt mean Emily moves in here. She wont step foot in this houseI wont let her.
I sat silent, avoiding Dads gaze. My fists clenched, but I said nothing.
Then Dad stood. If youve made your choice, now hear mine. His voice was steady. As long as I live, my grandchild will want for nothing. Ill buy land, build a homeeverything I have goes to that child. But you two? Youll get nothing from me. I wont be part of this shame. William, youre no longer my son.
Mum exploded. Have you lost your mind? Disowning your own flesh and blood?
Dad didnt answer. He just walked out, ignoring her shouts. I sat frozen, stunned. But I knew himwhen he said something, he meant it.
