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I let myself into my apartment and everything is still.
“Paige?” I call out. No one answers.
Maybe she’s gone.
I walk over to the kitchen and see that her bag is where she put it down when she arrived earlier in the evening. So I walk into my bedroom, which is when I hear retching coming from my bathroom.
I rush over and see Paige doubled over the toilet.
I get on my knees and rub her back. “Paige…”
She reaches behind her and pushes me away.
“Get off me,” she says in between heaves.
I fall back and land on my ass. I guess she’s still angry at me for leaving the way I did.
I climb up to my feet and consider apologizing, but this isn’t the time for it. So I just stand there and watch until she finishes emptying her stomach into the toilet.
When it looks like she’s done, I ask, “Are you okay?”
She doesn’t answer me. She stands up and walks over to the sink where she rinses out her mouth and washes her face. She dries off and then walks past me and into the living room.
I follow.
By the time I get there, she is sitting on the couch, legs and arms crossed, staring at me. More hostile than I’ve ever seen her.
“Where have you been?”
“I just needed to clear my head and blow off some steam. I’m sorry, I didn’t know you weren’t feeling well.”
“Why? If you had known would you have stayed?”
“Of course, I would have.” She huffs but I go and sit next to her, regardless of the ire radiating off her. “I’m so sorry. I handled everything poorly. Please forgive me. It won’t happen again.”
She turns and stares at me before she says, “You had a visitor while you were out.”
That’s a weird change of subject. “Oh yeah? Who was it?”
“Your ex-wife.”
Fuck.
“Felicity?”
“Yes, unless you have another ex-wife you haven’t told me about.”
I swallow hard. “What did she want?”
“She had some party she needed to attend and wanted to know if you would be able to watch your son while she went.”
I put my hands up in defense. “Paige, it’s not what you think.”
She shoots to her feet and starts yelling. “It’s not what Ithink? Travis, you have a son. You have a child and you didn’t tell me. How fucked up is that?”
I climb to my feet as well. “It’s more complicated than that.”
She laughs incredulously. “How is it complicated? You have a son. You should’ve told me. The end. It’s not that hard. ‘Paige, I have a son, and his name isTravis Junior.’ See! It’s not that hard.”
