And you were giving me the most generous thing anyone has ever given me.
I wanted the baby to be part of that.
Part of you, in a way that would last.” She shook her head.
“I know how that sounds now.
I know it wasn’t mine to decide.”
“No,” I said.
“It wasn’t.”
“Is Daniel—” She stopped.
“How did he take it?”
“He was shocked,” I said.
“He’s angry.
He needs time.” I paused.
“He also said he wants to meet the baby.
Eventually.
When things are settled.”
Something moved across Penelope’s face.
Relief, maybe, or something more complicated than relief.
“Okay,” she said.
“Okay.”
Marcus reached across the table and took her hand.
Not a gesture of solidarity against me — just a husband steadying his wife.
I watched it happen and felt something loosen slightly in my chest.
“We’ll get our own attorney,” he said to Diane.
“We’ll do this properly.”
