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Double shit.
I wasn’t feeling sick, but my mother had told us that she didn’t feel sick at all with her pregnancies, so lack of morning sickness didn’t give me any answers.
It could just be stress. I decided to wait. We planned to return to London tomorrow evening, so I would slip out to the store as soon as Spencer was occupied and get a pregnancy test. I didn’t know anything for certain, and I didn’t want to panic when there were other explanations.
Panic? No.
Quietly freak out for a couple of minutes alone in the bathroom? Definitely.
FORTY-THREE
LONDON
Spencer’sbusy schedule once we returned to London made it easy for me to get my hands on a pregnancy test. But talking myself into actually using it was a different story.
Part of me clung to the idea that if I didn’t take the test, I could pretend being pregnant wasn’t a possibility. But after an hour of internal debate, I took the test.
The results confirmed what I already knew deep down: I was pregnant.
I expected to panic. To call my mom or a sibling. To call my friends and ask for advice. But I just stared at the tests.
A knock on the door made me jump.
“Miss McCrae?” an unfamiliar female voice called out. “It’s Mrs. Redwine, the housekeeper.”
I realized I had forgotten about her scheduled visit on Wednesdays and Saturdays. “Just a minute,” I responded.
I quickly disposed of the pregnancy tests in the trash, washed my face, and opened the door with a smile for the dark-haired Mrs. Redwine.
“Good morning,” I greeted her. “I didn’t hear you come in.”
“Do you need me to come back later?” she asked.
I shook my head. “No, I’m actually going to take a walk.”
“Very good, mam,” Mrs. Redwine replied.
I grabbed my coat and purse and headed to the elevator. Fresh air might help me clear my thoughts. Although I felt calm, I knew it wouldn’t last long, and I needed to figure out how to tell Spencer about the latest development.
As I walked the streets of the city, I wasn’t paying attention to my surroundings. The weather had turned cold again, a last-ditch effort of winter to keep spring from coming, and I pulled my coat more tightly around me. I could’ve ducked into one of the many shops I passed, but I didn’t want to talk to anyone, even someone just wanting to ask if I needed any help.
By the time I returned to the flat, I had a plan in mind. I intended to talk to Spencer about my return to New York and inform him of my pregnancy in the same conversation. To make it a special evening, I decided to prepare a nice dinner for when Spencer got home.
As I was making my way into the room, I realized that there was a guest sitting on the couch.
“Oh! Hi.” I said.
Opal raised an eyebrow but didn’t say anything.
“Um, Spencer isn’t here right now,” I said.
“I know that,” Opal said, standing up and eyeing me disapprovingly. “In fact, I know many things.”
My mind immediately raced to the pregnancy, but I told myself it wasn’t possible for Opal to know. I had only just found out myself and no one could have guessed. And the pregnancy tests were in the trash.
But then Opal said, “I know, for instance, that there are two positive pregnancy tests in the bag of garbage that Mrs. Redwine took out.”
It shocked me to see Opal smirk at me.
