Don't Say You Love Me
His voice carried a hint of reproach as he said, "You're about to be a mother. How can you still be this reckless? What if you catch a cold? Worse yet, what if something happens to the baby? I don't even know what to say to you."
I glanced at him and murmured under my breath, "Elliot, I've been a mother before. I don't need you to teach me. If the baby dies, then so be it. It's not like I haven't lost a child before."
Elliot's steps faltered.
He frowned tightly but, in the end, said nothing.
The bathtub had already been filled with hot water. Elliot moved to help me undress, but I pushed him away.
He looked at me suspiciously as if wondering why I was acting so differently. After a long stan