Chapter 46 - The Ultrasound
The pregnancy was different this time.
With Clara, Alex had missed half the appointments, blaming client dinners or golf games. I had sat in the waiting rooms alone, reading magazines, feeling entirely isolated.
Mark never missed a single appointment.
He held my hand during the ultrasounds, his eyes wide with wonder as we watched the small, pulsing heartbeat on the monitor.
"It's a boy," the technician announced during our twenty-week scan.
Mark squeezed my hand, a tear slipping down his cheek.
Clara was thrilled. She immediately began drawing pictures of her new little brother, adding him to the sprawling family portrait on the refrigerator.
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Alex even sent a congratulatory gift basket to the house. The boundaries were respected, the peace maintained.
For the first time in my life, I wasn't waiting for the other shoe to drop. I was just living.
