"Last time you 'accidentally' left that condom wrapper out in the open, I didn't make a fuss about it, did I?"
"Baby, just be patient."
Adela gave a soft hum of displeasure. "I can wait. The baby in my belly can't."
My mind went blank—like a bomb had gone off inside my skull.
They...
They were having a baby?
"If you don't hurry up and deal with this, I'm booking an abortion tomorrow!"
Derek panicked instantly, scrambling to soothe her, coaxing and pleading for what felt like forever.
The two of them stayed tangled together inside the bathroom stall. Through the gap in the door drifted the unmistakable sounds of intimacy.
I stood there and listened to every last second of it.
By the end, all that remained was a hollow desolation that stretched through my entire chest.
At the entrance, Irvin Swanson walked over.
"Don't stand in the wind. You'll catch a cold."
He draped his jacket over my shoulders. "The apartment's been sold. The custody registration you asked about is done too."
"Are you going to divorce him?"
I sniffed and tucked the loose strands of hair behind my ears.
"Yes. But not yet."