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He’s so calm and annoyingly prepared as usual.

“Can’t be,” I whisper.

“Could be,” he gently corrects.

My brain starts racing. I open my calendar app and think back to the last time I had my period. I scroll back, and back. And back again. Oh, shit. I can’t even remember. I took my pills like clockwork, didn’t I? Then I tilt my head. Maybe I missed a day or so. I didn’t think I did.

My hand slowly drifts to my flat stomach. “Oh, God.”

Wilby doesn’t move. “Go take it.”

I shake my head. “I can’t.”

“Yes, you can,” he says.

I don’t have time to be pregnant. I can’t be a mom...

He crosses his arms. “Bathroom. Now.”

I stand on unsteady legs, grab the bag as if it’s radioactive, and head to my small, private bathroom.

Wilby closes the door and says, “I’ll be right here. I’m not leaving you alone.”

“I’m fine,” I protest.

“You’re so weak you can barely walk,” he says. “You throw everything up.”

“It could have been food poisoning or the flu,” I call through the door.

“Okay,” he says calmly. “Then take the test and prove it.”

I move on autopilot, and my hands are shaking. I start breathing fast, I’m so nervous. I set it on the counter like it’s a ticking time bomb.

“I can’t look,” I say.

Wilby opens the door and steps closer to the sink. “What do you want it to be?” he asks quietly.

I swallow. “This wasn’t part of the plan.”

He looks at me pointedly. “I don’t think anything in your life for the past few months has gone to plan and thank God it hasn’t, otherwise you’d be married to Tyler the Turd right now.”

I sigh. “That’s not comforting. That’s a nightmare.”

He leans his hip against the counter. “You’ll never find a better man than Cal. He’s the whole package.”

My chest tightens at the mention of Cal. Because I miss him so much.

“That man loves you, Silverlyn.”

“Not enough to fight for me,” I say softly.

Wilby huffs. “He fake-married you. He helped you save your entire legacy.”

“That’s true.”

“Also, you gotta make space for him. You told him you had to focus on your company. You didn’t even include him.”

Oh my God. I did that.