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*CW:Infertility representation
“Are you… crying?” Evan’s familiar deep voice is soothing, his concern a balm, only I can’t make the tears stop.
He doesn’t deserve this craziness from me.
“Fine.” I choke down another sob. “Just give me a minute.”
A shadow fills the gap at the bottom of the cubicle door. “Shall I get Nate?”
“No!” I spring from the toilet. “Please don’t tell Nate.” My heart thuds against my ribs.
“Then open the door and let me help you, or I’m getting your husband.”
I can’t let Nate see me like this. He has enough to carry without shouldering my breakdown too.
I suck in my stomach as I squeeze between the loo and the door and step forward into Evan’s arms.
I’m engulfed in his spicy scent. Large hands hold me against his broad chest, my wet cheeks resting against the lapel of his navy suit.
My hands slide around his waist, underneath the warmth of his jacket. I let out another sob. This isn’t the first time Evan’s seen me cry, but it is the first time I’ve wanted his comfort over my husband’s.
He hesitates, his hand hovering over my head. “Let it all out.”
I swallow the burning lump in the back of my throat. “It’s not Nate. I was just upset, hearing that Jenny is pregnant.”
Evan’s head drops, his sigh fanning my cheek as if everything has clicked into place. “Nate would want to know if you’re upset.” He pulls back a few inches with a pinched brow. His steel-blue eyes stare down at me through dark-rimmed glasses. “Why won’t you talk to him?”
“Because it will destroy him, knowing he can’t give me the one thing I want.”
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