Michael’s hesitation
He hesitated, looking away, and I could see the conflict in his eyes. ‘Mom,’ he started, his voice barely above a whisper.
‘There’s something you need to know, but I’m not sure how to tell you.’ My heart pounded in my chest as I leaned in, urging him silently to continue.
This was it—the moment of truth that I had been both dreading and yearning for.