Chapter 13

Oliver's phone slipped from his hand and hit the floor. He just stood there, completely stunned, showing not a trace of happiness. Emily pretended not to notice. She beamed as she shared her good news with him. "Oliver, I'm pregnant. By my count, I'm about two months along. Let's get married, okay? I know you love Julia now, but I don't care. Love can be learned. "What you feel for Julia is born from habit, not real love. You were never really in love with her. You just got used to having her around. So, as long as you give me enough time, you'll fall back in love with me too." But Oliver just felt cold all over. Instead of being happy to become a father, he felt nothing but resistance. Sure, he wanted a child—but with Julia, not Emily. He used to see Emily through rose-colored glasses because of their childhood memories. But now that the illusion had faded, he saw her for who she really was. If they ever had a child, she'd be a terrible mother. Oliver took a deep breath and look