TARYN POV
Reid stands frozen in the middle of my hospital room, his eyes locked on the ultrasound screen. His heart pounds and his throat bobs, but he doesn’t blink or look away from the image. I bite my lip and blink back against the water in my eyes, my hands clenched as I wait for him to react, to say something or turn and run out the door, but he just stands there like a statue.
“Taryn?” Dr. Russo asks, pulling my attention back to him.
“Sorry,” I say, flicking my eyes to Reid and then back to the doctor. “What did you say?”
“I asked if you’re okay with this?” He glances at Reid, and I nod, taking in a deep breath.
I would have preferred to tell him myself, tell him when it was just the two of us and we had time to talk, but there’s no taking it back now. The truth is out there, a
