Chapter Twenty-Nine
Allysa drops onto the couch beside me and Rylee. “I miss you so
much, Lily,” she says. “I’m thinking about coming back to work a day
or two a week.”
I laugh, a little shocked by her comment. “I live downstairs and I
visit almost every day. How can you possibly miss me?”
She pouts as she pulls her legs up beneath her. “Fine, it’s not you I
miss. I miss work. And sometimes I just want out of this house.”
It’s been six weeks since she had Rylee, so I’m sure she would be
cleared to come back to work. But I honestly didn’t think she’d even
want to come back now that she has Rylee. I bend forward and give
Rylee a kiss on her nose. “Would you bring Rylee with you?”
Allysa shakes her head. “No, you keep me too busy for that.
Marshall can watch her while I work.”
“You mean you don’t have people for that?”
Marshall is passing through the living room when he hears me say
that. “Shush, Lily. Don’t speak like a rich girl in front of my daughter.
Blasphemy.”
I laugh. That’s why I come over here a few nights a week, because
it’s the only time I laugh. It’s been six weeks since Ryle left for
England, and no one knows what happened between us. Ryle hasn’t
told anyone, and neither have I. Everyone, my mother included,
believes he simply left for the study at Cambridge and that nothing
has changed between us.
I also still haven’t told anyone about the pregnancy.
I’ve been to the doctor twice. It turns out I was already twelve weeks
along the night I found out I was pregnant, which makes me eighteen
weeks along now. I’m still trying to wrap my head around it. I’ve been
on the pill since I was eighteen. Apparently being forgetful a few
times caught up with me.