Chapter 13

"Tall man," the nurse said uncertainly. "Gray eyes. Soaking wet. He says he won't come in unless you ask him to." Another contraction hit, and I forgot how to speak. When it passed, I gasped, "How did he know?" The nurse checked her tablet. "The call came from an Eleanor Blackwood. Listed as family." Of course. Eleanor, who had promised to keep my secret. Who had kept it for eight months. Who must have had someone watching my building, my bakery, my life, the way the Blackwoods watched everything....