MY HUSBAND MISSED 0UR BABY’S BIRTH—THEN I SAW HIM CARRYING AN0THER WOMAN’S CHILD

And all at once, I wasn’t certain I knew the man who had just entered that room.

Five hours earlier, I had still been defending him.

“He’ll be here,” I told the nurse.

A contraction squeezed across my abdomen so intensely that I had to shut my eyes.

Nurse Callie waited until it passed.

“Do you want me to call someone else, Maren?”

“No.”

My voice sounded sharper than I meant it to.

I glanced toward the chair beside the bed.

Reid’s chair.