I’d imagined the look on her face when she finally met the child she had begged me to carry.
I smiled.
“Say hello to your daughter.”
They both stopped.
Completely still.
Claire stared at the baby.
Then at me.
Then back at the baby.
Evan’s face drained of color.
“Did you say daughter?”
I frowned.
“Yes.”
His expression changed.
“No.”
He shook his head.
“No… this is wrong.”
My arms tightened around the baby.
“What’s wrong?”
Claire’s smile disappeared.
She stared at the little girl as though she were looking at something she had never expected to see.
Then she whispered the words I will never forget.
