She was waiting in the foyer for him as always and hugged him, greeting him with a sweet kiss. He started to pull away, but decided that he’d see just how far she was willing to go with her game. Would she ask him for a divorce so she could go to the other man? He obviously loved her too…why hadn’t she just married him? “How was your day?” he asked. Would she mention the man he’d seen her with? “Oh, it was great. The morning sickness wasn’t as bad as it’s been so I worked on my knitting, and I cut out some clothes for the baby that I’ll start sewing on Wednesday.” She smiled happily, tucking her hand through his arm and guiding him to the small parlor she preferred. “I know it’s early to start the sewing, but I can’t help but be excited. I want to make her a tiny little quilt as well.” “Her?” he asked, grinning at her enthusiasm while he died inside. “I’m not calling my baby an ‘it’ and I think it will be a girl, so ‘she’ and ‘her’ are the pronouns I’ll use.”
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