Mój mąż spóźnił się na nasze pierwsze USG – ale kiedy wszedł, lekarz zapytał: „Czekaj… Czy nie byłaś tu dwa dni temu?”

During our years of trying for a baby, Nolan had been there for me.

But there hadn’t been much he could fix. He couldn’t change a test result, erase my fear, or promise the next appointment would go well.

“I was helping my best friend!”

With Madison, he could drive, repair things, and solve problems.

“She made you feel useful,” I said.

“No.”

“And I made you feel helpless.”

“No, Ayla.”

“You don’t get to reject the truth just because you hate how it sounds.”

“And I made you feel helpless.”

Nolan’s phone buzzed again.

He looked at the screen but didn’t touch it. I did.

“Did you decide when you’re going to tell Ayla about the guardian thing?”

“Nolan.”

He closed his eyes.

“What guardian thing?”

Nolan’s phone buzzed again.

“Ayla…”

“What are you talking about?”

He sat back slowly.

“Madison’s been updating some paperwork because she’s on her own now.”

“What paperwork?”

“Her estate planning.”

“What are you talking about?”

I waited.

Nolan rubbed his palms over his jeans.

“She asked if I’d be willing to be named as someone she wanted considered to care for the baby if something happened to her.”

I stared at him.