Casey barks out, “What in the hell happened to your hand?” He looks at the bandage around my wrist.

“I got a tattoo,” I tell them. My mother’s mouth falls open, and she sits down on the couch next to my father.

“You got a tattoo?” Casey asks me, shocked. “A tattoo.”

“It’s for life.” Olivia leans to whisper in my ear. “Forever.” She raises her eyebrows.

“I know.” I smile back at her. “It’s the date of my son’s birthday,” I say out loud, and then I look around the room. My father sits there in shock, his cowboy hat falling to the floor. My mother puts her hand in front of her mouth, and Casey folds his hands over his chest, his jaw tight.

“What are you talking about?” Olivia looks at me and grabs my hand in hers. My other hand slips into Jacob’s.

“I was pregnant when I left here,” I say. “I just didn’t know until I was two months along.”

My father now with tears pouring down his face. “Why didn’t you say anything?”

“I was going to, but every single time I tried, I got scared.” I tell the truth. “There was just so much going on.”

“Where is the baby?” Casey’s tone is tight, and I look down and then at Jacob, who brings me to his chest.

“Sadly, my water broke at twenty-one weeks, and he didn’t make it.” I look over at my father who groans, and my mother gets up and goes over to him. I get up and walk to my purse by the door. Grabbing my wallet, I walk over to them and take out the picture of me and Gabriel. “This is Gabriel.” I hand my mother the picture, and she holds it for my father, who sobs with his hand over his mouth.

Casey walks over and looks at the picture, and he turns and looks at Jacob. “All alone,” he hisses. “She did that shit all by herself.”

“Cowboy.” Olivia gets up and walks to him, grabbing his hand in hers. He looks at her, and something she says settles him, and he just looks at me.

“That’s not fair,” I say. “I didn’t tell him. I told no one. I couldn’t …” I wipe away the tears. “He was my secret, and he was my everything.”

“Kallie,” Olivia says softly, and Casey now puts his arm around her. “I’m so, so sorry that you had to keep this to yourself.”

I blink away the tears. “It was hard not to tell everyone how beautiful he was.” I smile. “But now I get to share him with you all.” I turn to look at Jacob. “We can share him with you now.”

“I love you,” he says, burying his face in my neck, and I feel his tears on my neck.