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I rolled my suitcase into the primary bedroom and left it in the middle of the room. Making my way to the deck, I opened the sliding glass doors and plopped myself into one of the chairs there, where I stayed until the sky grew dark.
Jake: You need to talk to Kylie.
Me: I can’t.
CHAPTER 41
KYLIE
Thank God for work and outbreaks. The next few weeks passed in a blur. I was assigned to the Influenza team, and it had been a hectic season. The days provided very little room for thoughts outside of the data I analyzed, and when I wasn’t in the office late, I brought work home after hours.
The Saturday after Sam left for spring training, I visited Kelsey and spent time with her, trying to keep her company. She and Crew weren’t going to see Sam for over a week, since she had to travel with Crew to see his father midweek.
“If I don’t get pregnant by March, I might wait another year.”
What hurt the most about losing Luc was that only Kendra and Lily knew what I had lost. Kelsey chirped happily about her life, and yes, I was so fucking happy for her, but it didn’t erase my own sadness.
“It’ll happen, Kels.”
Was I doing enough to hide my sadness from Kelsey? Maybe. She seemed oblivious to my internal distress.
Crew had just started walking and was more of a menace than usual. He didn’t just start walking, but he ran full speed into everything—walls, doors, kitchen cabinets.
“Part of me thinks I’m crazy for trying, but I want to do this with Sam.”
Kelsey had moved towards the kitchen to make sandwiches while I set up a play bowling alley for Crew. It was a ton of work to set it up, but the twenty-five seconds of glee when he knocked down the pins were worth it.
The smell practically knocked me over when she opened a can of tuna.
“Ugh, nasty.”
I gagged, and Kelsey wrinkled her nose, sniffing it.
“Smells like normal tuna to me.”
“Do you have anything else? That’s not doing it for me.”
Kelsey put the tuna in a container as I covered my nose. I could only breathe when she had it safely in the fridge.
“Hey, Ky?” Kelsey gave me a strange look that I couldn’t place.
“Yeah?”
“Is it just tuna that turns your stomach? Have you been eating?”
Since I broke up with Luc, my anxiety had been off the charts, and no, I hadn’t been eating. Nothing appealed to me.
“Not really. I’ve been anxious lately. Work has been busy.”
“Have you been tired?”
“Sure,” I said, picking at the salad and grilled chicken Kelsey offered instead of the tuna.
“Okay, maybe I’m just hyper-focused on this because I’m trying for a baby, but could you be pregnant?”
My fork slipped out of my hand as I flashed back to the broken condom and the morning-after pill.
“So, it’s a possibility?”
