caught my reflection in a shop window as I pushed the stroller.
I stopped.
For the first time in months, I liked the woman looking back at me.
Strangely, Ryan wasn’t the first person I wanted to tell.
By the time his company party arrived, I’d almost forgotten what it felt like to dress for something besides groceries or a pediatrician appointment.
I chose a fitted dark green dress I’d bought a few weeks earlier—not because Ryan liked the color or because it made me look thinner.
Because I liked
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