“Is everything okay?” Spencer asked as Emma got back into the car. He noticed that she seemed distracted.
“Oh, yeah. Saying bye to my dad was harder than I thought. Thank you for this,” she said.
“Please, Emma. I’m glad to help you in any way I can.”
And he meant it. The next few weeks had gone better than before. Emma was loving her team, and they were doing amazing work together. Emma had started to show, and her coworkers loved to dote on her. Her father was flourishing at The Ivy Gardens. He loved it there and she visited every weekend as promised. She brought him a copy of the ultrasound of the baby. He showed it off to all of the other residents.
Her fears about her relationship with Spencer remained unfounded. They stayed friendly, and he kept everything professional and light b
