Chapter 75. Before She Told The World

The following Friday, Diana put a small paper bag in the bathroom cupboard and spent the rest of the evening pretending it had not changed the room.

She was late. Not late enough to feel certain of anything, but late enough that the possibility had begun interrupting ordinary thoughts.

Five weeks earlier, she had cried outside a flower shop over a day she had imagined too soon.

Now she was afraid to imagine it at all.

Gabriel came home with bread and a message from Juliet about the wedding chairs. Diana listened while he told her which ones had been chosen, then asked a question he had already answered.

He looked at her.

“Tired?”

“A little.”

He put the bread down and came closer. His hand settled against her cheek, his attention immediately gentle.

Diana almost told him.

Then she pictured having to watch his hope change if the answer was no.

She turned her face and kissed his palm.

“I'm going to have a show