Chapter 3

My voice had always been soft and slightly high-pitched.

It had been that way since I was a kid. I had delicate features, and my voice wasn't deep or raspy.

If anything, it sounded somewhat androgynous, even a little feminine.

But only the tone sounded similar. The way I spoke was different, and so was my word choice.

My parents had been divorced for years.

All I had from them was a massive amount of money in my bank account.

Other than that, they barely involved themselves in my life. If something happened, why would I ever tell them?

Besides, let me put it as bluntly as possible one more time—I was a man.

Donna pressed pause and lifted her head. "I recorded this while Drew was on the phone in the restroom."

Henry said, "Ms. Gellar, this is solid proof. We have eyewitnesses, evidence, and a recording. Is the school really going to let a student with no morals get away with this?"

Ms. Gellar took the phone and listened to the recording a few more times as her expression grew grim.

The note-taker scribbled rapidly on a sheet of paper, while Mr. Kane cleared his throat, giving me a disdainful once-over.

Finally, Ms. Gellar put down the phone and looked at me. "Drew, are you really pregnant?"

The office was so quiet that even the hum of the air conditioner could be heard.

Everyone's eyes were on me.

Donna was still crying, but the corners of her lips lifted slightly. She thought she had won.

Henry's hand rested on her shoulder. He gave Donna a gentle pat, as if to say, "Good job".

Ms. Gellar noticed my silence, and she asked again, "Drew, was that you in the recording?"

I looked at her and spoke slowly. "Ms. Gellar, I'm not going to argue with you about it right now. The voice does sound like mine. But I have one request. Take this recording to a professional and have it analyzed. A voiceprint analysis will tell us whether I was the speaker. If it wasn't me…"

I turned to look at Donna.

She started trembling.

"Then you'll have to explain why you fabricated a recording to set me up."

Donna's face paled. Her mouth opened and closed repeatedly, but no words came out.

A heavy silence hung over the office for a full five seconds.

Then Donna shot to her feet, knocking her chair over backward. "I didn't fake it! It was her… That was definitely her!" Her voice grew shrill.

Henry reached out to pull her back, but she shook him off.

Ms. Gellar stood up. "Donna, calm down…"

"I'm calm! It was her! That was Drew! I have her ultrasound report too!" She pointed a finger right at my face, tears streaming down her cheeks.

I stared at her without saying anything, my fingers brushing against the note in my pocket.

The things written on it were coming true, but it didn't matter.

I already knew what my next move would be.