I asked Antonio to come home, but I didn’t mention our divorce.
I looked at him, who had thinned, and averted my eyes quickly. “I didn’t go and pick you up last night. Where did you spend the night?”
His hands shook a little. After a moment, he replied, “In the office.”
It was hard to describe how I felt when I heard this. More disappointed than sad.
When did Antonio start lying to me?
The man who had vowed to stay truthful to me had changed. I didn’t lay bare his lie. It was pointless. “How far along is she?”
Antonio hesitated for a few seconds before answering, as if afraid to hurt. my feelings. “Almost seven months.”
Then, he went down on one knee before me, resting his head on my knees. His tears wet my skirt.
“Grace, I was wrong. Don’t leave me.” As far as I could recollect, Antonio had never cried before. Now, he sobbed.
It broke my heart. But I knew I couldn’t soften. “I wanna meet the girl.”
Amber and I met in her home. Antonio waited for me outside
Amber stroked her bump. Her eyes sparkled with expectations of the baby.
“The light was off that night. I was frightened.
“But the next morning, when I saw Mr. Kaufman lying beside me, somehow. I felt lucky.”
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