I stood in our kitchen with one hand under my stomach and asked whether he had really taken everything.
I reminded him maternity leave was starting soon.
Eric zipped his coat and answered without looking back.
« I paid for most of it, » he said. « You have your paycheck. »
I reminded him maternity leave was starting soon.
He shrugged. « Then you’ll figure it out. You’re the one who wanted this baby so badly. »
He left before dinner.
The next month blurred into doctor’s visits, overdue notices, sleepless nights, and blood pressure that kept climbing.
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