The door to room 314 swung open.
I stepped inside carrying a bouquet of white peonies, but the first thing I saw was not my sister’s smile…
It was my husband, Gavin, leaning over the hospital bed, placing a gentle kiss on her forehead.
Brooke was holding their newborn baby in her arms.
There was no panic.
No shocked reaction.
No desperate attempt to explain.
Brooke simply looked at me and smiled.
A smile that told me everything had been planned long before I entered that room.
“Leo Josephine. That’s our son’s name.”
She glanced at my designer handbag, then back at me.
“Audrey, just keep paying the mortgage on that house. We’ll let you know when we’re ready to move in.”
The room went completely silent.
My mother stood behind me holding a fruit basket, showing no surprise at all.
My father remained in the hallway, avoiding my eyes.
My heartbeat was racing.
