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67: Three months

Author: Aria Wilde
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-24 22:03:33

Strangers POV

All I could think was how much I wanted to crawl out of my own skin.

“Do you think ‘Eli’ is too short for a baby boy’s name? I mean, I like it, but I don’t want him to have a basic name,” Camilla said as she twirled her hair, pacing the length of the room with one hand on her swollen stomach.

I nodded vaguely, not even sure what she’d asked. Her voice had become a dull hum in the background on my mind. I was too busy counting down seconds. Minutes. Hours.

Three more months.

Three more months and maybe I could be gone. The payout would hit my account, and I’d vanish like vapor. No more pretending. No more kissing her when I didn’t mean it. No more letting her cling like I was her lifeboat.

“I mean, maybe something stronger? Like Maddox Jr.?” she mused, glancing at me with a crooked grin. “Wouldn’t that be poetic?”

I forced a smile. “Very poetic.”

She smiled at that, completely oblivious to how robotic my voice had become. Completely oblivious to the way I’d stopped touchi
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