#Chapter 465: Too Late

Olivia I tapped my foot anxiously in the doctor’s waiting room, my eyes glued to the obstetrics office entrance. The minutes until my ultrasound appointment were dwindling away, but there was still no sign of Nathan. He had sworn up and down that his important meeting would wrap in time to make it here, but he hadn’t even sent so much as a text to let me know he was on the way. Shaking my head, I pulled out my phone for what felt like the millionth time and opened up our text conversation; still nothing, no matter how many texts I had already sent so far that afternoon. “Hello?” I typed out, desperately hoping for something, anything. “Where are you? The appointment is starting in five.” I hit send, my breath hitched in my throat as I stared at the screen. Then, my heart lurched as those three little bubbles popped up, indicating that he was typing. Finally. Maybe he was almost here. But the bubbles rippled across the screen for an exceedingly long time before they st