The Mysterious Packages

Hiding among the crowd, I watched as Kevin handed over the parcel.

“Pickup for Carla,” he said.

My heart pounded. Who was Carla? After he left, I asked the clerk. “She gets packages often—beauty products, baby supplies,” she said.

Baby supplies? A cold chill ran through me.

That night, I confronted Kevin. The truth unraveled—Carla was his other family, and the baby supplies? For their child.

Without a word, I packed my bags and walked away. A simple package had exposed a devastating secret.