My husband said he was flying to Denver for work, so I went to my prenatal appointment alone. While waiting outside maternity triage, I saw him rushing down the hall with one arm around a heavily pregnant woman

of Tessa at nineteen.

Adrian went quiet when he showed me.

I’d never seen her before.

She looked incredibly young.

So did Adrian in the photograph beside her.

He explained the past he had believed for twenty-five years.

Tessa became pregnant during senior year. Her parents despised Adrian and refused to let their daughter raise a child with an eighteen-year-old who had no money or plan.

Tessa told him she had chosen adoption.

There were meetings.

Documents.

Adults speaking over him.

Then she moved away with her family.

Adrian said