So did Ryan’s sister.
His cousins.
His aunts and uncle.
Everyone had known.
Except his wife.
The caption made my stomach go numb.
My sweet boy finally chose the life he deserves. Welcome to our family, Norah.
Then came the sentence that nearly stopped my heart.
May this new beginning bring us the grandchildren we’ve prayed for.
I scrolled through the comments.
Congratulations!
Beautiful couple!
Finally!
Then Ryan’s aunt wrote:
Can’t wait to meet that baby!
Baby.
I stared at the location tag.
Maui.
He wasn’t attending meetings in Miami.
He was on a honeymoon.
“Addison?”
My assistant Iris stood in the doorway.
“You okay?”
“I’m fine.”
It was a lie, but strangely, I wasn’t crying.
After Iris left, I called Joyce.
She answered over music and laughter.
“Well, look who finally escaped the office.”
“Where are you?”
A pause.
“Hawaii.”
“I know.”
