All Chapters of Divorce? Never Letting Go!: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Tamara.I pause to breathe, my back is to the door and Killian doesn't stop knocking.“Open the door Tamara and talk to me,”I don't respond.“You're angry, I get it. But don't do anything stupid,”Radio silence.He hits the door again. “You’re not taking our baby out, Tamara. I don't want you to. I won't allow it.”Oh, well then. I guess I can't feel bad for locking his ass out.My chest rises and fell. I push a breath down my lungs, trying to steady myself. Killian doesn't stop, he keeps trying to get me to open the door.Fed up, I breathed out in a near scream. “Go away Killian. Just leave me the hell alone!”I don't wait to see if he stops. I make a beeline to the bathroom and shut it's door behind me.Then I take a calm breath, swallowing all the storm, slowly I lift my head, looking at my reflection in the mirror.I'm going to be a momma.My head rings like I'm trying to make it stick there.It does.My heart skipped several beats, a fluttering sensation spreading through my che

Tamara.Hazel's eyes are on me, stiff for a moment and then she burst into a hysteric laughter.“Is this some sort of prank? Stop, you almost got me,”I don't laugh along.She pauses, and narrows her eyes, measuring. “It’s not?”I give her a look. “It's not a prank, Hazel. I'm pregnant.” I say more firmly.She swallows, tilting her head as if letting my words sit.She tears her gaze away for a second and then snaps it back to me. “Was it that night at the club?”Oh, God. This is the part I've dreaded the most.I nod.She clamps her hand over her mouth, takes it off and squeals. “Oh my God. Does Alex know?”I squint.Alex?Then it hits me.Hazel thinks the baby's his.“What? Alex? No.” I say quickly. “Alex's my boss, a friend, you know that,”Her smile drops, posture rigid.Her eyes are on me— quiet, calm, calculative, as if she's quickly figuring things out in her head.“It's Killian's?” there's a tightness around her mouth.I feel a knot form in my stomach.I nod and lower my head. “

Tamara.“I swear to God, this man is still obsessed with you,” Hazel says as we exit the hospital. “I'd have gone crazy if I was dealing with him, he's unhinged,” she shakes her head.I chuckle.She turns to me. “You find his attitude funny?”I roll my eyes, my heels clack across the asphalt as I walk. “What? No!” I say. We reach my car. I dig out the keys and unlock it.“He's just groveling, but with I told him back there, I'm sure I'd get him off my back for good,”Hazel rubs her temples slightly. “Oh yeah, about that. Don't you think you went a bit far? Did you see his face?”“It's just — it creeps me out when he's obsessing over my baby like he never accused me of sleeping with all the men in Manhattan,”Hazel tilts her head. “You're not wrong. That's worrisome,”I nod. “So yeah, I'm just trying to remind him why he shouldn't trust a woman like me, and I'm sure his mother will tell him the same. Besides, it'll get him off my back.” But as I say the words, they catch in my throat.

Tamara.For almost thirty minutes, I stare at this ridiculously massive bouquet, the tray of food on my desk, unsure what to do, where to start from.I sigh.Killian can be extra.What am I supposed to do with all of this?I recoil.Then I reach for the nearest takeout and pull it.It's spaghetti carbonara. I dig in.Mercifully I didn't puke this one out. I ate till I had my fill.It's a lot.I call Clara in to take some and share with her colleagues, then I stashed the bouquet behind the couch at the far end of the room.I clock out at exactly 7PM. Clara is long gone, she had a family emergency and had to rush home earlier.The building is quite empty, I barely saw anyone on my way out except from the middle aged accountant at the ground floor.And a security guard at the entrance of course.The entire building is eeriely quiet.When I get to the parking lot, I scan the spot where I saw Alex's car. It's gone.I don't know how long I'd be able to put up with this Alex's attitude.It

Killian.She's keeping the baby.I drag my fingers through my hair and let out a slow exhale.That's something.It's a really rough day for me but it's worth it.I turn, glancing at the table where I had set the food. It was a lot of work to put that together.I sigh and put it away, then I pull my phone out and shrug into the couch. I start to look up on things I need to do as an expectant dad.Sure Caroline had briefed me on a few, and G****e is almost saying the same thing.It says I have to be patient with her mood changes, listen more than I speak, reassure her often, cook her meals, be present, follow her to her doctor's appointment…..the list goes on and on.I let out a deep breath.Of course I'm willing but Tamara surely wouldn't let me.I won't let her have that one either.It's my kid also. I'll be fully present.My phone beeps, interrupting my thoughts.Chloe's name flashes on the screen.I have been ignoring her calls like it's a full time job.My phone has turned into a gr