The days all began to run into each other as Anne's due date loomed closer and closer, with Noah still nowhere in sight. The silence from him was both a relief and constant tension. Anne was devastated, which often broke her into tears whenever she thought nobody saw. I was trying my best then to be there for her, to carry the weight which she shouldn't have had to bear alone.
Well, every morning I got up first to make sure breakfast was ready, that she had a good meal to start the day. I started picking up overtime at work, keeping her expenses covered, and quietly paying her bills so she wouldn't worry about it. It was exhausting, but seeing the faint glimmer of gratitude in those tired eyes of hers made it worthwhile.
That evening, after another day was done, sat there on the sofa Ann
