Chapter 80

The next morning, Marcy felt the warmth of Dan’s hand still resting on her stomach as they sat at the waiting room.

His thumb traced slow, absent circles, his touch gentle despite the strength behind it. For a long while, they didn’t speak.

Somewhere outside, a car drove past, its headlights flashing briefly through the window before disappearing into the night.

Marcy exhaled softly. “You know,” s