“Ms. Caldwell, are you alright?” Eve asked while handing her a tissue, and Callista realized her face was streaked with tears.
“If you’re feeling unwell, perhaps take some time to think it over—”
“No need,” Callista said firmly while wiping her tears away.
“I’ll proceed with it.”
Before the anesthesia took full effect, Callista mumbled to Eve in a daze, “Will the baby feel pain?”
Eve was stunned by the question, and she remained silent. After that, Callista drifted into unconsciousness.
When she woke, hours had passed. She got out of bed and walked toward the exit after regaining some strength.
As she passed the obstetrics department, she froze. Luther was walking out of a consultation room with Wren not far away.
“Can you feel it? The baby’s saying hello to you. Thank you for protecting both of us,” Wren said while placing Luther’s hand on her belly. Her eyes were red with emotion.
“Luther, I was so scared earlier when my stomach started hurting,” she said softly.
“Don’t be silly,” Luther said as he kissed her forehead.
“I won’t let anything happen to you or the baby.”
Wren leaned into his arms. Then, as her gaze met Callista’s, she showed her a smug, triumphant smile.
Raising her voice deliberately, Wren added, “So, will you stay with me tonight?”
Luther hesitated for a moment before Wren continued, “You can watch fireworks with her any other night, but our baby is about to be born. What if I feel pain again tonight? Luther, I’m really scared.”
After a long silence, Luther sighed. “Alright.”
“I knew you cared about me the most,” Wren said.
Callista stood frozen. Her gaze was icy as she watched their backs disappear down the hall.
The city had buzzed with anticipation for 22 whole days, waiting for the grand fireworks display Luther had planned for her that evening at 7:00 pm.
Luther knew this, but he still chose to leave her alone.
Callista took out her phone and sent Luther one final message. “The surprise I prepared for you is ready.”
Then, she booked a car and headed straight to the airport.
Before boarding, she turned off her phone and handed it to a courier. She instructed them to send it to the Spencer residence’s address.
Blue fireworks lit up the sky at 7:00 pm sharp. They were brilliant and dazzling as they illuminated half the city. Cheers erupted across the crowd.
Meanwhile, Callista was dragging her suitcase, and she boarded her flight without looking back.
