When he wasn’t at the office, he was at the apartment, waiting. She hadn’t returned. Not even to get her things. All her clothes were still neatly hung in the closet. Her shoes—and there were a ton of shoes—were stacked in boxes on the shelves in his closet.

Dara never went anywhere without her shoes and the fact that she still hadn’t returned to the apartment worried him.

If only she’d answer her damn phone. Or one of the hundreds of texts he’d sent her. He just wanted to know she was all right. Worry was eating a hole in his gut.

She was pregnant. What if she had another one of her headaches? Who would take care of her?

Teddy had said she had frequent headaches when she was unhappy. Jae had made her miserable.

Her medication was also at the apartment but surely she couldn’t take it now that she was pregnant. He could at least hold her, rub her head, make sure it was cool and dark in the room.

If she would just talk to him. Just give him a chance to tell her how much he loved her. He hadn’t realized how much he missed the sunshine she brought into his life until it was gone. Snuffed out over careless, thoughtless words he’d thrown at her.

His cell rang and he scrambled for it, nearly dropping it in his haste to see if it was Dara calling.

Disappointment nearly flattened him when he saw it was Junsu. With a heavy sigh, he put the phone to his ear and muttered a low hello.

“It’s a girl!” Junsu said in a jubilant voice. “A beautiful six-pound, twelve-ounce baby girl. She was born an hour ago.”

Jae’s eyes closed and he swallowed back the bitter disappointment. He was so envious of his friend in this moment that it took everything he had not to throw the phone at the wall.

“Hey man, that’s great. How’s your wife doing?”

“Oh she’s wonderful. What a trooper. I’m so damn proud of her. She breezed right through labor. I think she was a hell of a lot stronger than I was. I was ready to fall over by the time the little one made her appearance. But boy, is she gorgeous. Looks just like her mama.”