Alan.

Alan was sitting in one of the four chairs carefully placed along the wall of the small room. He was sitting two seats away from a blonde woman, tall and slender, who had a noticeable swelling around her belly. They were sitting as far apart from each other as possible. The tension in the room was so thick it could be cut with a knife. Alan's head snapped up at the sound of the door opening.

"Good evening, I want an ultrasound"

Three years have passed since you divorced your ex-husband, Alan. But now he is sitting in front of you with his wife pregnant by him, he recognized you but he didn't say anything, he kept looking at you while you did your job.