(Kieran)
I woke up before the alarm.
The room was dark. Just the faint light from outside coming through the curtains. I lay there for a moment listening to the quiet.
Sloane was asleep beside me. I did not move.
Last night was still with me. The way she had stood at the island and put the test on the counter between us. The word pregnant sitting there in the kitchen while I worked out what to do with it. What to say.
I had not expected it. Not after the day I had just come from.
But standing there looking at her face I had understood something clearly. She had been carrying this for three weeks. Had sat with it alone and made her decision and then waited until we got home to tell me. Not asking for permission. Not waiting to see how I would react before she decided what she felt.
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