Chapter 112

Katherine.

A feeling of nostalgia hit my stomach as we pulled up in front of Conrad’s house, a place that was once mine, too. I had only been away for a year, yet it felt as though it had been an eternity. Blowing out a rush of air, I turned to look at Conrad to meet his eyes on mine.

“You are nervous,” he said with certainty in his voice and I nodded, “don’t be, please. You don’t have any reasons to.” I nodded again as he took my hand to give it a light squeeze.

“Okay,” I said in response to the look he was giving me.

Reaching for the back seat, he grabbed the baby carrier and stepped out of the car while hurrying to my side to help me out.

I bit the inside of my cheek to keep my nerves down, yet my stomach churned as we stepped into the front porch. With the glass of wine left on the table there, I figured Conrad's mom was around, and those pair of critic's eyes were the first thing I met as we stepped into the house.

“Katherine?” Her eyes were narrowed in surprise. She dropped the