I grabbed a fork, tapped it against my wine glass, and the room slowly went quiet. Forty faces turned toward me. My mom was already tearing up, and she didn’t even know yet. Evan made his way through the crowd and stood beside me, his arm wrapping around my waist. He looked at me with warm, curious eyes, completely clueless as to what I was about to say.
“Thank you all for coming,” I said, my voice shaking a little. “I know some of you traveled really far, and I promise it’s worth it.”
I looked up at Evan and smiled.
“We’re having a baby. I’m pregnant.”
The room exploded. My mom screamed. My dad started clapping so hard I thought he’d hurt his hands. Carrie was jumping up and down yelling, “I knew it,” even though she actually did know. Everyone was hugging and crying, and the energy in that room felt like pure love.
I turned to Evan, expecting him to lift me up or spin me around or do something romantic.
Instead, he was frozen.
His arm had dropped from my waist. His face had gone completely white.
“Evan.” I reached for him. “Baby, aren’t you excited? We’re finally going to be parents.”
And that’s when it came.
The slap hit so hard I crashed backward into the gift table.
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