Smoke and Secrets

Stella

My lips feel raw and sore as I pace back and forth in my room. I’ve been standing here for what feels like hours, chewing at my lips with my phone sitting open to Vance’s contact page on the bed.

I need to call him. I know I do. Despite everything, despite our breakup, he’s still the father of my child; he deserves to know about the baby.

But no matter how many times I try to hit the call b