I snapped back to reality and looked at Tyler.
“I’m hungry,” I said, avoiding giving him a direct answer.
Tyler seemed to take my response as agreement.
After dinner, we began packing for our trip to his mother’s home in the countryside.
“Don’t forget to bring motion sickness pills.”
Everyone knew I got carsick easily.
Tyler nodded along, promising he’d remember.
However, halfway through packing, he claimed he had an urgent matter with the production team and left early.
I was used to this by now.
At the door, as I saw him off, I noticed a pile of birthday decorations in the corner.
Tyler said casually while putting on his coat, “Oh, Mindy had a birthday, so I decorated the house for her. Since you came back, I figured you could enjoy it, too.”
It finally clicked. The beautiful roses filling the house weren’t for me. I’d just been a convenient afterthought.
After he left, I sat alone on the couch, watching the heart-shaped candles burn down. It was then I realized how absurd it all was.
I was so done.
I removed the ring Tyler had slipped onto my finger earlier and let it sit on the table. Staring at the half-packed luggage, I suddenly felt there was no point anymore.
Then my phone rang. It was the hospital, calling to say a pregnant woman’s water had broken, and they needed an emergency delivery.
I pushed aside my emotions, got dressed, and rushed to the hospital.
“Dr. Graham, the patient is already prepped in the operating room,” a nurse informed me as she hurriedly helped me into my scrubs.
“Where’s the family? Do we know what caused the emergency?” I asked.
“Right here.” Tyler walked into view.
Our eyes met, and I struggled to hide my shock.
“Didn’t you say you had work to do with the crew?”
He averted his gaze. Before he could respond, a nurse called out urgently.
“Dr. Graham, the patient’s condition is worsening!”
