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Tears well in my eyes. “I told them no eggs in the fried rice, but I guess the new person they have didn’t mark it. I can’t eat this!” I hold up the container, trying my best to hold back my gags while holding my other hand over my mouth.

Fear covers his features. “Don’t worry. I’ll go back and get a replacement. Please don’t cry,” he pleads.

I want to laugh because I know he’s really scared of me getting upset over food, again, but I know if I move my hand, it’s over. So, I just nod instead.

As he hurries out the front door, I round the corner and throw the rice into the trash. Before I can make it back to my spot on the barstool, my phone rings. I let out a deep breath and fish it out of my purse, already knowing who it is.

After a quick glance to make sure my suspicion is right, I answer and bring it to my ear. “Hello, Lucas. Yes, I’m home, yes, I’m okay, yes, the baby is okay, and no, I haven’t heard anything about or from Cameron.”

One of the twins calls every day to check in. I’m not sure why considering I know they talk to Carl and he tells them all of the same things. Which is why I don’t give him any time to even say hello. I already know what he will ask.

I don’t want to drag the conversation out any further than we need to either. After Teddy’s funeral, if you can even call it that, we fell back into the same patterns. He would hold me, and I would cry. I tried to get through shit on my own, to really mourn and face the reality, but it was hard. Lucas was willing to help, but we both know where it will lead.

“I’m coming over in a few,” he responds.

Suddenly, my heart starts to beat faster. I may talk to him almost every day, but I haven’t seen him in a good week.

“Why? Is everything okay?” He stays silent for a beat, and it does nothing to help calm my anxiety.

Ever since I’ve been here, I’ve felt like a sitting duck. Cameron is nowhere to be found, and the boys haven’t let me do anything involving the family. I’ve literally just gone to doctor appointments and sat at home, being as useless as ever. It doesn’t help that there has been almost nothing from Emil too.

He finally breaks the silence. “Everything is fine. I just want to check in and really see you’re okay, maybe talk about a few things too.”

I sag against the counter and press my hand to my stomach, letting a flood of relief wash over me. “Okay,” I sigh. “I’ll see you soon.”

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