“We were not.”
Daniel stepped between us.
“Can we please not do this here?”
“You left me on bed rest,” I said. “You stayed away during an emergency delivery and three months in the NICU. I think this place is fine.”
Claire moved a step away from him.
“Daniel, you told me the marriage had already ended.”
He rubbed the back of his neck.
“It is complicated.”
“No,” I said. “It is not.”
He lowered his voice.
“I do not want a scene.”
“The hospital would have been a good place to talk,” I replied. “The NICU would have worked too. So would our living room while I completed medical and insurance forms alone.”
Claire stared at him.
“You knew the babies had been born?”
“He saw their photograph,” I said. “He answered with one word.”
