I’d been having a funny feeling in my belly recently.
The other day. I went to the hospital for a physical. Unexpectedly, I ran into Antonio and Amber. I registered again and had the examination.
When I got the result, I laughed so much that I teared up.
For the past five years, Antonio and I had been trying to have a baby. We never succeeded. Now, we were about to separate, and I found out I was pregnant. The time wasn’t right.
Holding the report, I wandered in the hospital absent–mindedly, at a loss for what to do with the baby.
I should have an abortion, but I didn’t have the heart to do it. It was harder than leaving Antonio.
Then, I looked up and saw Antonio with Amber, who had just had a prenatal checkup. These days, neither he nor I mentioned Amber.
He mistook my silence for acquiescence.
“Mr. Kaufman, our baby is very healthy. I’m happy about it.”
Antonio’s voice betrayed no emotion. But when he raised his eyebrows, I knew he was in a good mood. “Hmm. You’ve taken good care of it.”
They talked about the baby. Neither of them noticed I had stopped in front of them. Antonio let go of Amber’s hand and kept her at arm’s length when he saw me.
After a moment of silence, I spoke first.
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