HIRAM'S POV:

"I have an art exhibition I would love to attend on Monday." Juniper puts down her phone and glances up at me as I say this. "It's just in Boulder City."

Her brows crease, and she focuses on her phone without saying a thing.

"You won't make a comment?" I ask, and she glares at me.

"Yeah, my husband is going to abandon me for an art exhibition while I go to school pregnant and in pain." The sarcasm in her tone makes me chuckle slightly, then I walk up to her, sitting on the bed.

"It ...