Gavin

“Where are you going this early in the morning?” Celine asked me when I was getting ready at 6 in the morning.

When I awoke to begin my day, she was sound asleep in her bed. She was still in the same position when I came back from the shower. For a second, there was no movement in the bed. I felt she was dead. It wasn’t Celine that was lying in the bed; instead, it was a corpse, but that was just wishful thinking from my side. It was the sound of my phone that stirred her up from her snooze.

“I have a meeting,” I replied to her question while fastening my tie.

It was only half true, and I had no intention of telling her the entire thing.

“I am on my way to meet our wedding planner, who is also my ex-wife.”

The moment Celine got to know who Lauren was, she was going to do something that would be tough for me or anyone to manage. Celine was easier to handle after the news of her pregnancy, but I should have taken advantage of this gentle personality as one poke was enough to wake up the