Caught off guard, I stumbled and fell, my friend rushing to help me up.
“Maisie, are you alright?”
Satisfied that Winnie was fine, Ross finally turned his attention to me, about to unleash a torrent of insults – until he noticed my now-flat stomach. His face went pale.
“Where’s the baby?” he asked, his voice shaky. “Maisie, where’s our child?”
Just then, Sean emerged from the elevator, talking on his phone. “What now?” he called over. “I could hear you two fighting from all the way down the hall! You’ll scare the baby. I have to get back to court right away; there’s a kidnapping case on trial, something about a pregnant woman being stabbed. The prosecution’s pressing charges.”
As he took in my appearance, he glanced at Ross. “Hey bro, did she give birth already?”
The question seemed to jolt Ross back to his senses. He grabbed my shoulders, shaking me as panic filled his eyes.
“Maisie, you had the baby, right? Don’t scare me like this!”
Ross’s questions came in a rush, his hands gripping my shoulders and shaking me, his face desperate.
My heart bled just as deeply.