The Miscarriage, Hot Spring And Betrayal

When I lost the baby in a car crash, Caleb Sterling was soaking in a hot spring with his childhood sweetheart.

His voice over the phone was sharp with impatience.

"How many tricks do you have up your sleeve? I didn't even know you were pregnant, and now you're claiming a miscarriage?"

"I'm telling you, unless you're actually dying, don't bother me."

The next day, I found a used condom on our bedroom floor.

My heart went cold. I picked up the phone and dialed a number. "I've changed my mind.