Ella & Alexander
Ella
Alexander’s words were like a slap across the f*****g face.
“Our contract said we would never have children,” he said curtly. Then, without another word, he turned and walked into the bathroom.
Not “I don’t want children” or “I’m not ready” or even “we should wait.” No, Alexander had immediately fallen back on that damned contract.
I stared at him as he disappeared into the bathroom, the sound of running water filling the silence he’d left behind. My hand drifted to my stomach again, covering the tiny life growing there that Alexander clearly had no interest in knowing about.
Of course he wouldn’t want a baby. Why had I even entertained the possibility that he might? The contract we’d signed five years ago had explicitly stated that he would never
