Luckily, I didn’t have much time to think about Ethan in the next few days, as they flew by thanks to Seraphine’s company. She had been to all sorts of different places and had lots of fun stories to tell.
“You should have seen his face, dear.”
I leaned in. I was so drawn to her story that I put down my fork.
“Don’t stop eating, Ro. The food will do you well.”
She patted my hand, and when she saw me put food in my mouth again, she continued, “The big bad wolf thought of himself as a monster, but at the sight of his pup being born, he passed out upon the floor.”
Our laughter fluttered through the air. Seraphine concluded, “So no matter how tough men seem to be, you never know what to expect when they see their baby for the first time.”
Suddenly, the joy of the story dissipated, and I felt a pang in my heart.
I couldn’t help but wonder– what would Ethan’s reaction have been if he were there to witness the arrival of his own child?