Chapter 2

After packing up what little I owned, I took another test.

The second line was still there.

I'd thought this baby would turn things around for us. Now it was just an accident.

I lay awake all night.

Andrew didn't come home until morning.

He reeked of liquor and sickly sweet perfume.

The moment he saw me, Andrew frowned.

"What are you doing here?"

That familiar disgust showed on his face.

"Luna, you broke the rules today. As punishment, those minutes will come out of your time with me."

Before, I would have been scared.

I might even have begged him not to be so cold to me.

But this time, I was strangely calm.

When you stop loving someone, you stop being afraid, and you stop hoping.

"I'm only here to tell you I'm giving up the apartment. Pack up your things and move out as soon as you can."

Surprise crossed his usually calm face, followed by anger and impatience.

"Luna, stop playing these games.

"Threatening me like this won't get you anything."

Instead of the fear he expected, I just stood there, perfectly still.

"If you don't pack, everything you own will be boxed up and thrown out in three days."

Andrew scowled.

"All this over one Valentine's Day?"

He still couldn't see what he'd done wrong. Even now, he thought this was about one dinner.

I took a deep breath.

"Andrew.

"We're over."

Andrew froze for a second.

Then his mouth curled into a mocking smile.

He looked me up and down, his contempt plain to see.

"You're making this whole scene over that?

"You think pulling a stunt like this is going to make me come running to coddle you?

"Luna, that's enough.

"My patience has limits."

When you make yourself that small, all you get back is contempt.

Even when I said we were breaking up, Andrew thought it was just another trick.

"Andrew."

Suddenly I laughed.

"Do you think I'm some idiot you can just sweet-talk?"

Andrew looked annoyed.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

I pulled the necklace out of my bag and threw it at him.

"You tried to buy me off with Elena's hand-me-down.

"Andrew, is that how cheap and stupid I look to you?"

Andrew's first reaction to being called out was anger.

"Luna, why are you so controlling? You're even spying on my sister's social media!

"That was way out of line. Don't even think about seeing me for the next week."

I stared at him. Everything I'd ever given him seemed absurd now.

I also knew for sure that if my baby were born into this, she'd never be happy.

So I told him, clearly and firmly, "Think whatever you want.

"We're done."