“You had me.”
“I couldn’t talk to you about Mia without telling you about her.”
“Exactly.”
He looked exhausted.
I didn’t care anymore.
“When were you planning to tell me?”
“After the final IVF cycle.”
“But then I got pregnant.”
He nodded.
“And then the pregnancy was difficult.”
He said nothing.
“Then the twins were born.”
Silence.
“There was always going to be something, Ethan.”
“I was scared.”
“Of what?”
His eyes lifted to mine.
“Of what Mia would mean to you.”
