Dominic

Not even when I was with Carmella did I ever have to deal with someone telling me how to organize stuff in my own bedroom. That was because I felt no one had the right to tell me what to do, until now. The last thing I want is for Vanessa to be uncomfortable in my bedroom and if it means having to make adjustments for her, I'm willing to give it a try just so I can have her close to me.

This new experience, along with all the advice from my father-in-law is something I won't take lightly.

Just as I get ready to leave, Vanessa grunts and touches the side of her stomach and it sends me in a state of panic as I rush to her.

"What's wrong?" I ask, looking at her hunched over.

She straightens up with a sigh of relief and says, "I'm fine."

"That didn't look like it was the case."

"It was nothing. It's gone now," she assures me.

"Is everything okay with the baby?"

"Everything's fine."

Despite her reassurance, I shake my head and say, "Maybe I shouldn't go to work."

"Hey, I'll be fine."

"No. I don't think so."

"Hey," she chuckles. "I'm fine. Don't worry. I'll always tell you if something is really wrong."

I sigh with relief. "Promise me."

"I promise."

In case of anything, call

"Of course."

smile ever since the news about her father.

scroll through my phone, looking at the apartment that once belonged to Carmella. I've already taken it away from her, just as I said I would and it's been two days since I did it. I still don't know

with one of our personal joint projects

coming to the elevator, I notice the way he keeps shaking his head at me. I try to ignore it at first but it's more than I can take, so I raise my eyebrows at him.

the meeting, you were glancing at your phone under the table so much that I thought you weren't

"Was that obvious?"

"Yup!"

been checking up on

do that, but today

a little scare. I was just

really don't want anything

"No. I don't."

nothing happens. That way, I can still be an

"Piss off."

how many hours Frank and I spend together at work, we always still have something to talk about over the phone and it

with him, I come to my bedroom and the first thing I see is how neat the bed is as Vanessa's clothes aren't there anymore. Even the dressing mirror

its place,

says from the other end

"What happened?"

out in nothing but a towel, her wet hair clinging to her skin. The sight of her like this is so unexpected that I don't even think twice before saying

"I'll call you back."

"Wait-"

her. There's nothing more I want than to watch her for as long as

for that. It's not like we've never

it so casually that it

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