The surprise Callista left was in the nursery. It was the same nursery Luther and Callista had carefully decorated together during her first pregnancy.
When they lost the baby, Callista couldn’t bring herself to step inside again. Over time, even Luther stopped going
- in.
His hands trembled uncontrollably as he approached the door. He dropped the key twice before finally managing to unlock it.
When the door opened, Luther immediately noticed the envelope on the table. In his haste, he bumped into the storage box on the table. It toppled over.
A thick stack of medical reports and hundreds of used syringes spilled onto the floor, scattering everywhere. These were the items he had once collected over the years, though they weren’t even all of them.
The words written on the box were his own, from four years ago.
“Luther Spencer, never forget. Every ounce of pain Callista endured was for you. You must treat her incredibly well, love her forever, and never betray her.
“If you can’t do that, you don’t deserve her love.”
Though the ink had faded, the words were etched deeply into Luther’s heart, and his panic grew. He picked up the envelope on the table and carefully opened it.
Inside was an ultrasound image dated a week earlier.
