Ellen POV

My legs were wobbly when I left that diner and staggered to the car. Once inside, I quickly grabbed a paper bag and threw in all the dinner that I had eaten that night. I rested the back of my head on the seat and breathed through my mouth, trying to regain my stability and control my emotions.

I passed my hand over my stomach and gritted my teeth in anger. Everything had only gotten more complicated. I was wrong to think that if I were to beg Gary, he would condescend to me, but ...