Chapter 151SOPHIA"I'm six months pregnant.""The Caymans have excellent medical facilities."I sat on the edge of the hotel bed and looked at the floor. The carpet was the particular neutral beige of rooms designed to be inoffensive to everyone and memorable to no one. My feet were bare. My ankles were swollen in the way they'd been swollen every morning for the past six weeks, a physiological fact I had not discussed with anyone because discussing it would have required acknowledging that I was doing this particular thing largely alone."And the child?" I said. My voice came out more controlled than I felt. "The plan we discussed. The paternity arrangement. The legal structure that was supposed to give my child a father and a name and—""That plan," Marcus said, "required a different outcome than the one that occurred this morning.""So it's gone.""It requires significant revision."I knew what significant revision meant. It meant gone."And your investment in my situation," I sai
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