When I stepped into the hospital room a few minutes later, my mood was as foul as a storm that was brewing over the ocean.
Ella’s words still rang in my head, bouncing off the walls of my mind like an echo I couldn’t shake off no matter how I tried.
"So, what about your husband?”
I should have ignored her. I should have laughed it off. But instead, I had sat there, frozen and swallowed by a wave of emotions I wasn’t prepared to face. And I had told her the truth that I had no husband.
Her expression had been a stark reflection of how different our lives were.
Unlike her, there was no doting husband waiting at home and ready to carry me around like I was made of glass. There was no one stroking my hair while whispering about our future and placing protective hands over my belly with th
