Two months passed quickly and going back to work felt like stepping into fresh air after being buried for too long. I was steady again; clear-headed and focused. Steve, my PA, didn’t disappoint. He handled things like a soldier. I only needed a few days to catch up before I threw myself back into the business world completely.
Meetings. Deals. Travel. It felt good to be myself again.
And honestly… I forgot about Cynthia. Not entirely, but enough for my mind to breathe. Our conversations were short and polite, nothing dramatic. My head was buried in expansion plans and investor calls.
Then one evening, I came home, loosened my tie, and walked into the living room.
Cynthia was standing there; arms folded, chin lifted and eyes wide like she was about to drop a bomb.
“I’m pregnant,” she a
