Goodbye, Mr. Ex, I’ve Married Your Uncle
The faintest blue tint at the edges.
My stomach turned cold.
“Scarlett,” I spoke up, voice tightening, “look at her mouth.”
She frowned, leaning in, the light catching the bluish shade I couldn’t ignore. But she stayed calm, taking Leila from me and pressing her close. “It’s more than likely just a wind that is stuck,” she explained, rubbing the baby’s back. “Happens all the time.”
I wanted to believe her. I really did. I stood there, every muscle in my body coiled, watching her move with practiced gentleness—rubbing circles along Leila’s back, whispering in that soft, steady voice that always made me feel like things might actually be okay.
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