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I’d set my alarm for six; I wasn’t ready to get up yet. I just wanted to close my eyes and stay curled up under these blankets, but I knew I couldn’t, so I kicked the covers off and made my way over to the table. I looked down at the food through the clear lid of the plastic container and opened it. The smell of steamed eggs wasn’t very appealing.
The smell got worse as I dug the fork into the eggs. I sat back, trying to avoid the smell, and opened the lid on the paper cup that contained a coffee. I dumped two packets of sugar and two creamers into it and stirred it, then took a sip.
“You not hungry?” Brie questioned.
I shrugged and picked up a piece of bacon, taking a bite. Knowing she was watching me like a hawk, I took my fork and dug into the messy pile of scrambled eggs again. The second the eggs hit my tongue, my stomach turned. I tried to fight it by shoving another mouthful of eggs into my mouth, but that only made it worse. I spit the eggs back into the container and took off in a mad dash toward the bathroom.
A few minutes later, I stepped back into the room and looked at Brie, who sat there with a knowing look on her face. She said nothing. She just reached for the bag she had wrapped up last night and pulled out a pregnancy test. She stood up, walked over to me, and shoved it into my hand.
“I thought you said this was a box of condoms?”
“Well… I lied. Now, humour me, would you?” she said, nodding to the bathroom.
Minutes later, I sat there in disbelief as I looked down at both of the little white sticks, both showing the same result. Double pink lines stared back at me. I’d taken both. I figured the first one was faulty, but when the second one produced the same result, all I could do was stare. Brielle had been right.
“Well?” Brie called from the other side of the door. “You’ve been in there a long time. I can’t take the suspense.”
I tore my gaze away from those two white sticks and looked at myself in the mirror.What mess had I gotten myself into?I stormed out of the bathroom, shoving past Brie and heading for the door. I stepped outside and pulled the door closed behind me, taking in the fresh morning air. I walked over to the railing and leaned against it, looking out over the parking lot. My mind was racing with all kinds of thoughts.
“It’s going to be okay, you know,” Brie said, placing her hand on my shoulder.
I let out a little laugh. “Why is that? Because it worked out for you?”
Brie said nothing. I didn’t want to hear it. I’d spent years trying to get pregnant with Miles, looking at the disappointment on his face every single time one of these tests came back negative. It had torn us apart.
My family doctor in Boston had sent me to Dr. Kavanaugh in Eastport, and he’d been the one who determined I was infertile. Miles at first refused to believe it, and every time we’d have sex, it was only to try once again to have the same outcome. Anger coursed through my body as I thought about his diagnosis. The depression I’d went through, all the hateful words Miles had said to me in the last two years of our marriage. The lack of love he’d given me had created a pit in me so deep, I feared it would be impossible for me to get out of. And for what? Now that I was almost out of it, I find out that none of it was true. Now I was pregnant, and Asher was the opposite of Miles; he didn’t want to have children.
“Are you going to call Asher?”
I shook my head. “Nope. I’m going to call Dr. Kavanaugh.”
Brie frowned. “Bella…”
“We should get going. It’s getting late, and we can probably beat some of the traffic.”
“Bella? Stop,” Brie said, grabbing hold of my arm.
“What?”
“You should call and speak with Asher. Let him know.”
“Brielle, I barely know! I don’t know anything at this point. I barely know what I’m doing tomorrow.”
“Bella…”
I looked at her and let out a sigh. “Why should I message him? So he can be cold and heartless? No thanks. I had one man treat me that way. I refuse to allow another.”
“Whoa, when was he mean to you?”
He hadn’t been mean yet, but I was certain that if he found out about this baby, that would change. I hadn’t told Brielle about him not wanting kids, because that would mean I’d have to explain that he’d been in Columbus. Besides, once he’d explained it to me, it made me feel that someone could accept my situation.
“He hasn’t been… yet.”
Brie frowned. “What’s going on, Bella? Asher seemed to really adore you. I can’t imagine that he’d be mean to you in any way.”
I looked at Brielle, considering what she was saying, but I also knew she was wrong. I let out a breath. “Yeah, well, that might be true, but I know if I tell him this, the Asher who adored me won’t be the same one to respond.”
Bella
