Even though Paul slapped me for being honest, I won't stay mad at him. I know somehow I probably deserved it. When I got home, I could smell alcohol. "What?"
Going upstairs, I found my husband passed out on our bed, wine everywhere. "Oh Paul."
Even though I'm four months along, I start cleaning up and am finally able to wrestle the bedding off and get Paul into the bathroom to clean him up.
As I'm washing his face, Paul starts talking in his drunken state. "Oh baby, we can't ever let Tom find out. He'd be heartbroken if he finds out."
I drop the wash rag and slap my hand over my mouth. Running to the bedroom, I do the one thing I swore I'd never do and that's look through his phone. I recognize Gene, Eric, Bruce, and Pat's numbers. Whose number is the sixth one, after mine? Pulling up the contact, I start reading the texts.
I soon realize Paul's seeing someone. Reality hits me hard and I place the phone back in the original spot. On second thought, I grab it back up and run to my car. I somehow find myself at Eric and Gene's. Knocking, I try not to cry.
Gene opens the door, cake in hand. I hand him the phone before breaking down.
"Tom?" questions Eric. "What-?"
Gene shows him without a word.
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I'll Fight Hell to Hold You
FanfictionThis is a sequel to Hide Your Heart. In this sequel we will find out if Tommy can begin to feel worthy of himself and if Paul will have the patience to stay. The story pickss up in Tommy's 4th month of his second pregnancy. The triplets are now 5 mo...
