Becca

By the time I left the doctor’s office and made my way back to my apartment, I was too shocked to speak. I was too shocked to f*cking do anything. All the way home, I’d cried. I’d cried for the last thirty minutes I had been sitting on my sofa.

I sat contemplating how I was going to tell James I was pregnant with his child.

I thought we were over.

I thought I was going to move on.

I thought about a life with Neal. ...