“No.”
“Are you sure?”
“Of course.”
Then he kissed my forehead.
“Everything’s fine, Maddie.”
That was the moment my uncertainty disappeared.
I’d given him one final opportunity to tell the truth privately.
And he chose to lie again.
We sat down for dinner.
Everyone talked.
Laughed.
Ate.
Sophie rested in my mother’s arms.
Then Eve turned toward me.
“Elon mentioned you might extend your maternity leave,” she said warmly. “I think that’s wonderful.”
I slowly looked at my husband.
“You told your parents that?”
He shrugged.
“I said we’d been discussing it.”
I placed my fork down.
“Actually, I’m returning to work on the fifteenth.”
Eve blinked.
“Oh! Well, that’s wonderful too, honey.”
“I’ve already made childcare arrangements.”
Elon looked visibly irritated.
Nobody else spoke.
I calmly continued eating.
A little later, Elon followed me into the kitchen.
“When were you planning to tell me about daycare?”
