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But no. I’m so close to the hospital. I don’t want to risk waiting for medics.

The third time I have to pull over, I can’t hold back the tears anymore. They flow freely down my cheeks as I sob a little.

It’s not just one thing. It’s everything.

I’m excited. I’m scared. I’m nervous.

Will the triplets be okay? Labor isn’t something my doctor thought they would go through, and I’m not sure what this even means.

I wish Taylor were here. I wish Jack were here.

Jack.

I didn’t expect to be thinking about him right now, but I can’t help it. He’s my children’s father, the man who still takes up a place in my heart, despite everything that’s happened.

And here we are, strangers again. He doesn’t even know that I’m in labor.

I wish with every fiber of my being that I could just pick up the phone and call him, but that won’t do any good. He would probably just hang up on me.

I take a deep breath and dry my tears with the back of my hand. I need to focus on the present and getting to the hospital. The contractions are coming faster and harder now, and I know I’m running out of time.

Finally, I see the hospital building in the distance. It’s like a beacon of hope, and I feel a surge of relief wash over me. I pull into the parking lot and rush into the emergency room.

The receptionist takes one look at me and calls for a wheelchair. I’m barely able to sit down before another contraction hits me like a ton of bricks. The intensity flows through me with the force of a waterfall, and I can feel sweat pouring down my face.

A nurse appears beside me, and I’m filled with gratitude as she starts pushing me down the hallway toward a delivery room.

I can hear the sound of my own groaning as I’m wheeled through the hospital, and I can’t believe this is happening. This amazing day has finally come.

…And I’m alone for it.

I sniffle, refusing to feel sorry for myself. Taylor will be here any minute, and everything will be okay. I’ll have my triplets in my arms soon, and maybe then I’ll finally be able to forget Jack ever even existed.

CHAPTER28

JACK

I’m sitting in a finance meeting when Taylor jogs past the boardroom. Instantly, the hair goes up on the back of my neck.

“…Looking ahead into the next quarter…”

I don’t even hear the rest of what Owen is saying to me and the team. I’m out of my seat and in the hallway in an instant.

“Taylor,” I call.

She stops at the elevators and whirls around.

“What’s going on?” I ask.

She hesitates, and that’s how I know that whatever is happening, it has to do with Leah.

And she doesn’t want to tell me. Because I don’t deserve to know. Because I’ve done more harm than good.

It’s a knife to my fucking heart, an attack that I deserve.

“Please.” I lick my lips. “Just tell me whether she’s okay or not.”

She searches my face. “Do you even care?”

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