Too Late, Husband

phie had picked, their so-called "b

ear

been pregnant shortly after

on hit her li

hrough her ribs. It was a betrayal she hadn't even imagined p

his t

r a place in Caleb's life, S

ound the soft baby outfit she still he

be here, not

suddenly stopped by a cheerful shop assistant. "Ma'am,

as still holding the tiny one

on't want

was t

iar voice rang out,

hat a su

fr

ph

cou

pped inside. She must've followed her in, act

ace into something calm. She woul

tight. "But I'm not feeling w

stepped in front of her, frowning.

most l

d been in the hosp

clipped. "Because I'm not a

dy her, but she brushed his

't need your permission to buy a baby blanket.

top being dramatic. If anything happens to t

," she snapped. "You've

awkwardly. "Mr. and Mrs. Morgan, we have a new collect

talking

I'm not Mrs. Morgan," she said, feigning modesty wit

mmered an apology

and even. "That's right. I'm stil

words hang b

smile f

r that name, you'll always be in the shadows. No matt

tled, and turned to Caleb.

" he murmured, his hand slidi

ver. "You should focus on the baby. Don't start anyt

hand in hand, smiling like they hadn't

und her blurred. Her tears didn't even wait for the privacy of ho

racked unde

b? You can't see the truth even

-

home in

t because Caleb told her to but because her heart

ed less. The silence

anymore. She simply didn't

only reason she still foug

y close to losing the pregnancy. One more inc

he barely stayed. Sophie's son-his

r asked where

ly looke

-

returned briefly

blanket around her shoulders. She watched

t looking up, sh

this baby? For your so

the collar of his shirt. H

s is about? You don't want me. You don't even want this baby

er eyes

till sai

lence is the crue