__________________________________________...One minute Rory was roasting me with her witty comments and the next thing I knew, my wife was a sobbing mess."Baby!!" I wrapped my arms around her trying to comfort her. I may not be an experienced father and I have seen enough shows and movies to know that this was her hormones.My baby was pregnant with our baby and I had to take care of her and- Ouch!She elbowed me in the gut and pushed me away from her."Go. Away. Rowan!" She glared at me.Okay, she was angry now. And anger was not good for the baby. I needed to calm her down."Alright alright... Whatever you want, pumpkin!" I held my hands up in surrender. "But won't you tell me what's wrong?" I asked her."You. You are what is wrong!" She yelled at me. And then she stopped crying, wiping away her tears and turned to the ice cream. What just happened? Get it together, Rowan. This is what is going to happen for eight-nine months from now on. "Did I do something to piss you off?"

_______________________________...There was no way we were getting a divorce, not if I could help it. I paced the guest room as I chewed on my fingertips, worrying about how I was going to change Rory's mind about this whole situation. "You have no one to blame but yourself for the situation." I did not need my best friend on face-time to tell me that I had fucked up. I knew it very well myself. But as always, Ashton had to point out the obvious. I had not told him about the baby yet. I needed to discuss with my wife when she would be ready to break the news to her friends and her family. This was her body and she had the first right to make any decisions regarding this pregnancy. I am pretty sure she needed her own time to tell me about the pregnancy but she had lost the chance and had to disclose it to me faster than she had anticipated or liked, I was not ready to let any other decision be taken away from her. "So what made you change your mind about the divorce?" Ashton a

_______________________ . . . "What changed?" Rowan asked as he followed me to the guest room, where I was dragging my suitcase. He tried to take it from me but I wouldn't let go. "We were fine just this morning so I would really like to know what happened in the last twelve hours that made you change your mind?" "I never changed my mind." I stopped, mainly because I was already exhausted from rolling a suitcase twenty feet away. "I was always clear that I would get a divorce from you after the end of the one-year contract." "Yeah, but don't you think it's high time you changed your mind then?" Rowan was getting agitated by the second, his voice rising in ways I did not like. "You slept with me, multiple times, and got knocked up with MY baby. And now you are saying you want a divorce?" "Yes." I was tired and I didn't want to yell. "We were always clear about the divorce, Rowan. Don't act like you are hearing it for the first time." Rowan stared at me for a good few moments, hi

________________________...Why do I feel hurt? I wanted to get away from him as soon as possible anyway. What is wrong with me?This is what happens when you have hopelessly in love with a man for nine years.Listen here, two of you. I thought as I pressed both my palms to my flat underbelly. Never fall for useless pieces of shit like your Dad. And don't become a hopeless piece of shit like your mother.I felt really bad just thinking it. Just imagine how bad the situation has to be for a parent to wish that their children did not turn out like either of their parents.I needed to set an example. I needed to show my children that their mother is not some weak doormat who would stay in a relationship like this.My bags in the guestroom were still unpacked because I had spent the whole night crying to Zoe and falling asleep out of exhaustion. I felt like this was the time to move out.I really needed to do this. I had made the announcement, and everything was sooner or later going t

____________________...I kept jabbing on the doorbell of the Lewis Mansion. "Rowan, what are you doing here?" Came my mother-in-law, Katherine Lewis' voice from the security system before a buzz was heard and the front door flung open. The Lewis' butler, George, stood there with his scrutinizing gaze. He did not seem happy to see me.But the person who seemed to be in a much worse mood was my mother-in-law. And that surprised me because Katherine was always happy to see me. "Eric told me Pump- Rory must be here." I rushed out. "She left home without telling me." "You mean to say, she left you." Katherne corrected and it was a jab right to my heart. "Kathy, I-" She held up a hand, signaling me to shut the fuck up. "My daughter wants nothing to do with you, Rowan. And in that case, I don't want anything to do with you too." I was shocked by her change in behavior. I remembered that just yesterday, she was mad at Rory for talking about divorce when our babies were on their way