“Our future baby will be so happy knowing that Mommy cares this much.”
Once upon a time, I would have felt blessed by such words.
But recalling the sounds of pleasure he had just made alone in that room, my eyes burned red.
Every time he was with me, he treated it like a cold obligation, utterly without feeling.
He claimed he was born indifferent, yet facing Sophia’s photo could bring him such joy.
I forced a smile and gently pushed him away.
“Alright, where’s the folic acid? I’ll grab it myself.”
The dim light hid my expression.
He guided me to the couch tenderly.
“Small things like this, let your husband handle.”
I nodded, watching his back as he fetched the pills, silently memorizing the cabinet’s location.
William handed me the folic acid, but the seal had already been broken.
I poured out two pills.
Still not the same as Kelly’s.
He brought me some water. I asked tentatively:
“Is this brand of folic acid only made in one formula?”
He nodded.
“Of course. This is already the best and most expensive folic acid on the market.”
“Don’t worry, honey. If I prepared it, it’s safe.”
So I swallowed the pills.
The wall clock was about to strike eleven.
Sure enough, William’s phone rang right on time.