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The sound of zippers and rustling fabric greeted me as I pushed open the apartment door, my hand instinctively moving to cradle the gentle swell of my belly. Five months along, and I still felt a flutter of excitement each time I came home, imagining Carson's face lighting up when he saw me. Instead, I found him hunched over an open suitcase on our bed, methodically folding shirts with the same detached efficiency he used for everything else these days. "Going somewhere?" The question slipped out before I could stop it, though my heart already knew the answer. Carson didn't look up. "Violette needs help with Tyler's school enrollment. The private schools have these complicated interviews, and she's still emotional from her breakup. I can't just leave her to handle it alone." The words hit me like ice water. "What about our wedding planning meeting tomorrow? We've rescheduled twice already." "We'll figure it out when I get back." He finally glanced at me, his expression already defensive. "This is important, Skylar. Tyler's future is at stake." "And what about our baby's future?" My voice cracked despite my efforts to stay calm. "What about our future?" Carson's jaw tightened. "Don't be dramatic.