Part 1: The Day Trust Shattered in the Delivery Room

my eyes.

“Ryan,” I whispered, my voice cracking. “Why would you say that now? Of all moments?”

He shrugged, as if he’d commented on the weather. “I’m just being careful. These things happen.”

“Not to me,” I said quietly. “Not to us.”

But he didn’t apologize. He didn’t backtrack. He didn’t even look embarrassed. He acted as though I were being unreasonable,continue reading …