She perched by the hotel window and watched him dress. Shirt, tie, cufflinks, wedding ring. She hated that part.

“I’m pregnant.”

He froze in the act of swinging his jacket around his shoulders. The words hung in the room like a gong.

He finished the jacket.

“You knew the deal.”

She’s just a diversion. Stress relief.

Shoes. Briefcase.

“You wanted to be independent. Congratulations, babe. You are.”

He walked out of the room.

She turned her head to the window. Children played mutely in the swimming pool. A boy jumped off the diving board without a care in the world.

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