Chapter 33

That Wasn’t the Agreement

Brian paid Ella a visit in her flat and gifted her the book, “Wow I appreciate this with my full chest. I have not received a gift in a decade now,” she said, smiled hugely at the thick book and started flipping through. “This is a comprehensive text on child delivery and mother’s wellness,” she said, flipped yet further and trying to read in between lines. “When did you buy it?” she asked cheerfully.

“Em,” he felt like lying but didn’t fancy lying to her. He would choose his words and avoid bringing his punishment of cleaning the hospital into it “Yesterday. But I didn’t buy it. I picked it.”

“You did what?” she asked anxiously.

“Yes it is what it is but never mind,” said Brian, “I picked it up because I know you will need it later.”

“Oh so thoughtful of you,” she said and flipped through to the front page, “it has no name, such a careless owner.” She turned to the previous page and saw a picture of a beautiful baby smiling in