She had not been carrying another family’s child.
She had been carrying every board, every brushstroke, every dream we had planned together.
In the living room, Daniel and the crew quietly stepped outside until only Renee and I remained.
“You should have trusted me,” I said.
“I know.”
“You made me believe I wasn’t enough.”
Her face crumpled.
“I kissed your stomach every night and thanked you for something that wasn’t even real.”
Tears slipped down her cheeks, but she did not step closer.
“I know, Calvin.”
There was nothing else she could say.
The lie had come from love.
But it was still a lie.
We did not move in right away.
First came counseling.
Hard conversations.
Long silences.
Nights when I slept at Mason’s because I could not look at Renee without hearing that laugh through the kitchen window.
She never defended the lie.
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