He walked in the door and immediately knew that something was wrong; of course, I had just finished crying a fresh batch of tears, and even though it was early, I was up. I hadn't slept a wink since I found out The News.
He gave me a long look of concern.
"You okay? What's the matter?"
I blurted it out, unable to stop myself, and then promptly started sobbing. I couldn't even look at him.
"But I thought you made an appointment with the Doctor." He was shaking his head even as the words spilled out of his mouth. Everything was happening in slow-motion now.
"And I thought you took the last pregnancy test before..."
"And then I thought you got your..."
"So...?" His voice trailed off and then he cleared his throat. We locked eyes. "I thought this was over."
"So did I."