ELLIE
At breakfast the next morning, I was stuck in my head. Cohen had spent the majority of the night out in the city, and he'd been gone before I woke.
It disappointed me that we hadn't had s*x again, but the moment he'd crawled into bed he'd pulled my body close to his.
I never would have imagined Cohen was a cuddler, but I didn't have one complaint.
Still, I'd dreamt of our baby last night. Of what they'd look like. Of what raising them together with Cohen would be like. Of what watching them grow would be like.
And I'd woken up with the knowledge that it was all a fantasy.
I absolutely hated the thought of my child growing up without its mother. I knew what it was like to not have your parents and I didn't want that for my child.
But that was the contract I'd signed, and Cohen had made no mention of altering it.