Chapter 3

I got home, and Liam still wasn't back.

He'd been so busy lately, busy with work, busy with caring for Iris at the hospital.

So busy, he forgot it was my birthday today.

I picked up my phone. How was I supposed to tell him?

As I hesitated, my phone chimed.

"Skylar, don't wait up for dinner. Still tied up at work. I'll be back late, go to bed early."

See? We were so in sync. Before I could even tell him, he'd already shut down any chance of us talking.

I gave a bitter smile, looking at the dinner I’d prepared and the cake I’d ordered for myself. I still hadn't told him about the medical tests.

The surprise box with the pregnancy test result was hidden away.

But then I thought about it, and placed it by his pillow anyway.

If he came back before midnight, my birthday wouldn't be over.

"Happy Birthday, Skylar. I'll always love you."

If he said that.

"No, not just me. Us."

I'd throw myself into his arms, surprise box and all.

But midnight passed, and Liam still didn't come home.

I sat on the edge of the bed, clutching the surprise box. I tried to comfort myself.

Work was busy. It's okay, it's okay.

He'd apologize later, and I'd forgive him.

He loved me, I was sure of it.