Distance

Viviana's POV

I had been alone at every appointment.

The thought came to me without warning, sharp and intrusive, as I folded Rocco’s clothes into neat piles on the bed.

I still remembered my first gynecologist visit, my hands shaking as I filled out forms, my heart racing with equal parts fear and wonder. I remembered sitting in the waiting room, surrounded by couples. Men holding purses. Men rub