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Oh my God.
I threw myself back on the couch, letting out a loud squeal as I kicked my feet. Oh my God! Lead instructor!
A giant smile split my face as I jumped to my feet, re-energized from my earlier turmoil. Once Eli hears this, he'll freak out. He is going to be so excited. Even if he was unsure about me leaving for weeks at a time, but once he hears the news, I know he'll be happy. He'll be more than happy.
27
elliot
I stoppedby the cafe to grab Reagan and Emma the best chocolate chip cookies in town, and a coffee for me. Those girls love chocolate more than anyone else I'd ever met.
For the last three weeks, I'd felt lighter, like the heavy weight of the last year had been lifted off my shoulders and I could finally breathe. Like all the bullshit I'd gone through was worth it, because in the end, I ended up with Reagan.
We hadn't brought up the love word since that night. But with every day that passed, I found it harder and harder to hold it back. I wanted her to know.
My phone buzzed, pulling my attention, and I pulled it from my pocket. Seeing her name on the screen made my heart skip a beat.
Reagan: I have good news!
I smiled at the text. My mind raced with what it could possibly be. It landed on one thing. It was the one thing I constantly thought about, the thing I was obsessed with.
Could she be pregnant?
The thought filled me with a rush of anticipation and hope. Was it wrong to want that? I didn't know, and I didn't care. I wanted it. I wanted to have a million babies with her. I wanted to share that with her.
I grabbed the to-go cup and paper bag from the pickup counter, and, with a smile on my face, whirled to head to the door. Maybe I should stop and grab flowers for her, too.
"Eli, hey." A voice stopped me in my tracks, and, like a bucket of ice, I turned toward him. My smile fell immediately, and a rage like I'd never felt before boiled to the surface. "How are you? Emma?"
"Don't talk about my kid," I snarled. His brows lifted as he took a step back. "What do you want?" He blinked, the only sign of his confusion.
"Just thought I'd say hi," he said slowly. "You sure you're okay?"
"What do you want?" I grit out. My hand tightened around the paper bag, every muscle in my body tensing. My good mood was obliterated.
"Like I said—"
"I know," I snarled. "Just saying hi." He gave me a confused look. I took a deep breath. It didn't matter anymore—he didn't matter. I gave him a once over before turning back toward the door.
"Wait," he called. "I have Emma's birthday present."
That sent me over the edge.
I whirled back around, my eyes bulging and heart racing as I glared at him. "How dare you?" I hissed. "How fucking dare you say her name? How dare you—" I stepped toward him. "Just because you were fucking my wife doesn't mean Emma's your child. Stay the fuck away from her."
I saw it in his eyes—the whirl of emotions, the way he was trying to find a way to backtrack and tell a lie that would placate me. But there was nothing he could say.
"I loved her," he finally said. "We were happy—" I let out a humorless laugh.
"Yeah?" I scoffed. "Last I checked, you're still with your wife, aren't you? So you couldn't have been all that happy with Meredith if you're still—"
"Stella has nothing to do with this," he said, his voice low.
"She doesn't know, does she?" I asked, a cocky smile curving my lips. "Maybe I should call her up, let her know her husband is a thieving, cheating bastard." His jaw tensed.
"She doesn't know anything," he hissed. That just pissed me off even more. So he could keep his family together, but he was fine ruining mine?
"Where does she think all that money came from?" I asked. His anger morphed into something else.
