When I got home, Forrest was on the balcony, talking on the phone.He had his back to me, his voice gentle. "Stop crying. The necklace was my way of making it up to you. Whatever she has, you'll have too."I stopped in the living room, sweat dampening one corner of the pregnancy test results in my hand.He had made a similar promise to me once.In our second year of marriage, the company was struggling badly. He missed my birthday, then bought me a cheap, thin chain necklace.As he fastened it around my neck, he promised that once the company got back on its feet, he would give me the best of everything.Back then, I thought I already had the best thing in the world.Now, he was splitting that same promise between two women.Forrest ended the call and turned around. His gaze landed on the paper bag in my hand. "Where have you been?"I did not take out the pregnancy test results. "The lease on the pottery studio expires next month. I'm going to take it back."His brows drew to
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