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“I have to wait until she comes home from the hospital. Let her and Benjamin have their time without me getting in the way,” Agatha replied, though she knew she was only stalling for time.

“I don’t think she’ll mind. I think she’ll be pretty excited to meet Poppy.”

“She’s going to be pissed.”

“How did you carry and give birth to a baby in a house full of people?”

“Nobody was paying much attention to me. They cared that I was gaining weight, but nobody said anything. And then Poppy was born while Sera and her new family were all on vacation. It worked out perfectly, actually. Harper and Maby were married and didn’t live here anymore. Lucy was staying with Maby that week. Buzz was around but was working, and I just told her I was with friends. Nobody ever questioned it.” At the time, she thought luck was finally turning her way, oddly only so that she could give away the one thing she loved more than life itself. All without anyone knowing it had happened.

“Until yesterday. Then it wasn’t so perfect. Or maybe that means it is perfect because your life is back on track, and you can raise her now,” he said, moving closer to Agatha and tucking her hair behind her ear.

“But I fell asleep and didn’t know where she was.” Agatha knew she had messed up badly. It was way too soon for her to feel that it was going to be alright.

“I knew. You were tired, Agatha. When I’m here, I will help you.” He kissed her lips above the baby’s head.

“But she’s mine. I need to take care of her all the time.”

Because there was one thing she knew: she couldn’t count on Chris being there for her all the time. He didn’t even know her; not really. And once he did, he would be gone. Because nobody stuck around for Agatha Christie Lovely … they never had. Why would Chris be any different?

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