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I cocked my head. “What do you mean?”
“Things fell apart when I felt like you never told me anything. I said this to you. Clearly, you haven’t learned from it, though!”
I didn’t need her derision now. Another pain struck. I panicked.
“Eva, are you okay? I didn’t mean to upset you—only help.”
I groaned, “No. I’m… I’m having contractions.”
“Oh, bloody hell! Contractions? Do we need to get you to hospital? We do, don’t we?”
“Calm down, please,” I begged. “I need to go in. I’m fine, but I do need to go.”
“Well, I’m taking you.”
“Please, Mona?—”
“No. I am taking you.” She stood. “C’mon.”
38.SURPRISE ARRIVAL
Davey
“What did you fucking do?”Daphne roared. “What did you do?”
I stared at my phone, terrified. WhatdidI do?
“I dunno,” I stammered. “I… I guess I said something I regretted.”
“You broke up with Eva right when she’s about to give birth.”
“We have three more weeks?—”
“Davey, she’s in such a bad place right now. Things are messy. I know things feel better and that she loves you to bits. I’ve never seen her like this with anyone—not even Mona, okay? But she thinks she needs to move this acquisition to make you happy.”
I knew my sister was right.
“Yeah, you fucked upbigtime,” Daphne said.
“Don’t sound so satisfied, Daph!” I paced. “Fuck!”
“I’m not satisfied. I’m worried about both of you.”
“Worry about her! She’s being erratic. I just responded with the same energy?—”
“Davey, she’s having twins with her boss while coping with a technology meltdown. Like any Type-A career woman, shefears losing her identity. Your constant daddy doting isn’t helping.”
“Daddy doting?”
“You have given hernospace to talk about anything else. You don’t giveanyonespace. Good God! Do you wonderwhyshe fibbed? She did it to protect you. I bet she worried it would harsh your vibe. I know Eva. She’s terribly loyal and honest in a way that bothers people sometimes. She struggles to find that balance. But you? She babies you. Shecaresabout you, and you just broke her heart. I’m going to help you put it back together again even if I’m too tired and shouldn’t.”
“I didn’t actually break up with her.”
“You said you were done and hung up after interrogating her. What would you call that?”
I turned back to Daphne, stopping still. She was right. “Fuck! Do you know where she is? I need to speak to her right now. I need to call her.”
“Her assistant would know,” Daphne said.
