A reporter was quick to jump in. “No wonder you’re so fond of Adelina. She really knows how to go with the flow. She’s the perfect match for Lance.”
The interview was airing live.
Adelina walked off arm in arm with Lance. The camera only managed a fleeting shot as they moved too fast to catch his expression.
Adelina turned her head on purpose, her smile bright as she waved back at the camera.
“Tsk tsk tsk.”
Lorinda sat beside Catherine, watching the news on TV and shaking her head in disbelief.
“These reporters are something else. They keep buttering up Adelina, calling her so generous and gracious. Please. After all the mess she’s brought into your life?”
Catherine switched off the TV and got up to grab some fruit in the kitchen.
“Gavin left today, too. He’s sorting out the paperwork for my new job. And I can’t stay in this apartment anymore. After I leave the postpartum recovery center, I’ll move straight into that apartment he set up for me.”
Gavin had found her a quieter place, somewhere she could recover and take care of the baby in peace.
“Perfect. While you’re doing your postpartum thing, I’ll look for a place nearby and move in too,” Lorinda said, handing over her hand as if holding a pretend mic. “So, tell us, you’re just days away from your due date. How are you holding up?”
Catherine touched her belly. It felt round and tight, like a little watermelon.
“I’m excited, but also nervous in a way that’s hard to put into words.”
“Honestly, that’s totally normal, especially for your first time.” Lorinda gave her a quick hug. “You can do this. I’ll be there with you when you go into labor, okay?”
Catherine nodded. She honestly didn’t know how she would’ve gotten through this long and strange pregnancy without Lorinda at her side.
She wondered how she’d be able to welcome this little one she’d been waiting for.
“You’ve got another check-up on the twenty-fifth,” Lorinda reminded her. “But if you feel weird or uncomfortable before then, you need to tell me immediately. We’ll go straight to the hospital, no questions. You’re full term now, the baby could come any minute. You got it?”
Catherine nodded again. “I know.”
These days, she wasn’t allowed to be alone, not for a second.
Adelina was desperate for this wedding to actually happen.
Ever since Lance stopped bringing up the physical exam, she’d felt like she’d dodged a bullet. She wouldn’t dare do anything to ruin her chances at this point.
“How is this acceptable?” Belinda glanced at the time. “He promised to be here for the rehearsal. But he hasn’t shown up. The wedding is tomorrow. This is ridiculous.”
Adelina looked out across the huge banquet hall. Staff were rushing around, busy with last-minute details.
The emcee ran through the ceremony agenda, making sure everything was lined up with both the James and Green families.
Only the spot next to Adelina felt empty.
“Belinda, it’s really late already. Even if you go looking right now, it won’t help. Let’s just rehearse by ourselves, okay?”
She was disappointed, but she couldn’t risk anything blowing up now.
Belinda had to swallow her anger for now. “Alright. Sorry you’re stuck with this, but let’s get through the rehearsal. When I get a minute, I’ll go find him myself. Tomorrow’s wedding has to be perfect, no matter what.”

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