My Husband Told Me to “Handle It Yourself” While I Was in Labor So He Could Stay at His Mother’s Birthday—Then I Made One Phone Call
I watched my husband hold our child.
He looked devastated by what he had missed.
Part of me wanted to comfort him.
Another part thought:
You chose this.
Both were true.
PART 12 — THE FIRST APOLOGY
“I’m sorry.”
Brandon looked at me.
“I thought there would be time.”