Before the doctors told us I was infertile. Before every failed attempt turned his gaze colder. Now, I was the pretty wife he paraded, a symbol of status, but not enough.
I took a deep breath, steadying myself. I could change that tonight. The timing wasn’t perfect, but it never would be in this life.
Jack's phone buzzed just as I was about to lean in and whisper the news to him. His expression shifted, and he passed it quickly to Louis.
“Boss, there's news you might want to check.”
Louis’ face lit up in a way I hadn’t seen in years as he read whatever was on that screen. His smile, wide and genuine, made my heart skip. For a second, I thought maybe he already knew.
“Jane’s pregnant,” Louis announced, his voice brimming with pride. “Can you believe it? My god-sister is going to have a baby!”
The room erupted into congratulations, but my stomach sank. Jane? Of course, it had to be Jane. The golden child, the one he always admired, who could do no wrong.
I forced a smile, but the words to reveal my own pregnancy caught in my throat. Maybe after he finished celebrating with the others, I thought, I would tell him.