I opened my eyes the next morning to find the white teddy bear staring me in the face. Harry was kneeling by the side of the bed, holding the bear up in front of him. He moved it toward me, to stroke my cheek with its nose. I jerked away, pushing it to the floor. He laughed when he saw my expression. “He just wanted to say good morning.”

My stomach leaped. “Who did?”

“The bear.” Harry sounded like I was the one that was mad. “Who did you think I meant?”

“Sorry. You startled me.”

I went into the bathroom to get a bit of peace. I couldn’t have that bear in the house, but how could I get rid of it? It was huge; I couldn’t exactly lose it. Even if I persuaded Annie to bring her kids round and persuaded them that they wanted to adopt the bear, I’d still know it existed. That it was meant for me.

As soon as Harry left for work I called Tom.

“What the hell are you playing at?”

“Hello, Emma. How are you today?”

“How dare you send things to my house? And that message—well, Harry didn’t see it, despite your efforts. And anything you send to me again will be sent back to you, unopened.”

“I just thought it would be good to start buying things for the baby,” he said calmly.

I wanted to scream at him, but I knew the power he held. He could come round to the house anytime and tell Harry what had happened. I know that Harry started all this with his and Ruby’s affair, but I was the one who was pregnant. The more I thought about it the more I realized that Harry would simply deny any involvement with Ruby. She wasn’t even working for him now. I was the only witness to their affair and I was pregnant after sleeping with another man.

At that moment I wished I could just go to the airport and pick a flight—any flight—and just disappear and leave the whole lot of them behind.

“If you don’t leave me alone, I’ll get a restraining order against you,” I hissed.

“I don’t think that’s how it works, babe,” he said. “All I did was buy you a soft toy for our baby. But okay, if you’re superstitious, I won’t buy anything else.”

I breathed a sigh of relief.

“I’ll save the money instead.”

“Okay. You do that.”

•   •   •

That night Harry and I were in bed, about to go to sleep, when his phone beeped.

“Sorry, honey,” he said. “I’ll just check this in case it’s work.”