Three floor plans cover the dining table. Claire has marked the spare room as nursery, office, and separate bedroom on different sheets. An unopened pregnancy test box sits beside them, unnecessary now.

She rests both hands on the chair back rather than reaching for you.

"The doctor confirmed the dates." Her voice is steady only because she has rehearsed it. "The baby is Julian's."

A small, involuntary smile touches her mouth when she says baby. Claire sees you notice and does not hide it.

"I am sorry. I am also happy. Both are true, and I do not know how to make either one less cruel."