And now, this guy was telling me that the one thing I had built my entire identity around wasn’t even biologically possible.
I paid every single bill, even on days when my hands were blistered from working overtime. Back when Wyatt started his final semester, I told Helen that I just needed a breather.
“Maybe it’s time we finally go on that fishing trip. Maybe I can actually start slowing down.”
She raised an eyebrow at me. “You? Slowing down? I’ll believe it when I see it.”
I laughed it off, but the thought really stuck in my head. For once in my life, maybe I could just enjoy the moment.
After leaving the doctor’s office, I walked into the house and found Helen folding some laundry on the couch.
“How did the appointment go?”
“Fine,” I lied way too fast.
Her hands just stopped moving over Tessa’s hoodie.
I forced a casual shrug. “Doc just wants me to come back when the lab results are ready. That’s it.”
