LOGINGRACE'S POV We got married on a Saturday in my backyard with thirty people watching. Small and intimate and nothing like our first wedding that had been all performance. This time everything was real. August and James were ring bearers, five years old and serious about their responsibilities. Li
CARTER'S POV Hope went to the NICU for observation because she was early. Standard protocol for thirty-five weekers the doctors said. Grace was exhausted but stable and I sat with her while nurses worked on our daughter in the next room. "I want to see her." Grace was trying to sit up. "Carter,
GRACE'S POV I called Carter Sunday morning with my conditions. "I read your letter five times. I believe you know me. But Carter, knowing someone and staying with someone are different things." I was sitting on my porch while the twins played inside with my mom. "I need you to prove you'll stay
CARTER'S POV I spent three days writing the letter. Not because I couldn't think of things to say but because I kept deleting what I wrote. Kept falling into old patterns of what sounded good instead of what was true. Dr. Chen told me to stop performing and just write honestly about why I loved Gr
CARTER'S POV The full reality hit me about thirty seconds after Grace told me. I was going to be a father again. Was going to have another chance at the beginning I'd missed with August and James. Was going to be there from the first moment if Grace let me. I sat down hard in her office chair be
GRACE'S POV I'd been nauseous for a week. Blamed it on stress from the press conferences and therapy and trying to figure out if Carter and I were actually doing this. My mom noticed first. "Grace, you look green. When did you last eat?" She was watching me push food around my plate at Sunday di
"I know. I just—I need to figure some things out first. I need to get settled in the house, get through the pregnancy, actually have the baby. Then I'll worry about support systems and help." I leaned against her shoulder like I was ten years old again. "Can you just let me do this my way? Even if i
CARTER'S POV The Wall Street Journal ran the story on Wednesday morning. Not buried in the business section where scandals usually lived but front page, above the fold, with a photo of me leaving David's office looking exactly like what I was—a man watching his empire crumble in real time. "Hedge
Yes. I'm pregnant. I'm carrying Carter's baby and he doesn't know and I'm planning to raise it alone in a town where nobody knows me. But I can't tell you that yet because if I do you'll have opinions and concerns and you'll want to be involved in a way I can't handle right now. "No. Nothing else.
"I didn't—look, you have to understand how this looks from my perspective." I was scrambling, trying to find words that would fix this even though I wasn't sure what needed fixing. "The timing is suspicious. You find the contract, the story goes public, and suddenly you're pregnant? You have to see







