“I had a doctor's appointment.”
“What? That's not until tomorrow.” He looks confused.
“It was today.”
Guilt masks his handsome features. “I'm sorry, Reagan. I'll be there for the next one.”
“Will you?” My words are sharp. Blunt. “Because that's what you said the last time, and you missed it. I needed you there.”
“Is everything okay?”
“No, it's not!” I snap. “My blood pressure is still high, so the doctor has me on medication now.”
“Shit. What can I do to help?” Leo tries to take me in his arms, but I twist away.
“You said you were going to be here for me. You promised. What happened to that?”
“Work can't run itself. I can't be available every minute of the day.”
“Wow. I wish I could turn off my responsibility that easily.”
“That’s not what I mean, and you know it.”
“How would I know? I've barely seen you these last few weeks. It's like you're trying to push me away. It feels like I'm in this by myself. I've been doing everything alone, and that's not what we agreed to. This was supposed to be a partnership.” The words are quiet. All the anger I felt before just turns to sadness.
“What about you?” Leo pins me with a fierce glare. “Talking about going home. Getting the baby a passport, registering a foreign birth. It's like the second they're here you're gone.”
“I have to if I'm going home!” Shock colors my voice. Of course I have to be able to take them home.
“Ever stop to think what would happen when you do? What happens to us?” Leo takes a step closer, anger coming off him in waves. “You talk about this being a partnership, yet you're making these decisions and not including me. How's that supposed to make me feel? When you talk about taking our kid back to the states?”
“My visa here is only good for one year. It's not like I can overstay my welcome.”
“I own a billion-dollar company. You don't think I could get your visa extended with my lawyer?” Leo takes on an indignant tone. “It's like you don't even care to try and make this thing between us work.”
I cross my arms, resting them on my belly. “Making things between us work requires you to actually be around.”
Leo takes a step back, hurt now coloring his features. Pinching the bridge of his nose, he takes a deep breath. “I guess there's nothing to work out if you've already decided we're done. You've always been the one to make the decisions, so my opinion means nothing.”
My heart cracks in my chest. “I'm sorry, Leo.” Tears prick the back of my eyes. “Maybe some people just aren't meant to raise kids together.”
Chapter Twenty-Four
Leo
Maybe some people just aren't meant to raise kids together.It keeps echoing around in my head. The nail in our coffin.
If that isn't the biggest piece of shit I've ever heard. But then every memory from childhood flashes across the backs of my eyes. From my parents fighting, to my first memory of Mum leaving, to Dad checking out on us until he could be rid of us.
It was only a matter of time before she moved back into her apartment. It shouldn't surprise me. No one has ever stuck around in my life. Reagan isn't the exception.
“Shit. You look terrible.” Kai finds me hunched over the bar, tucked away in the corner away from everyone.
“Why are you here?” I gulp down the rest of my scotch, settling heavy in my stomach.
“You didn't sound great on the phone, so I wanted to make sure you are okay.”
I've barely slept in days. Every time I lie down, I'm surrounded by Reagan's sweet scent. Of our times spent together in my bed. I've given up trying. Working out, heading into the office early—anything it takes to keep my mind off her.
