I was at the coffee shop every Wednesday morning. That was now my new routine.
I've learned Katherine gets her coffee here on Wednesdays at 10 AM.
I arrived at 9:45 to claim a table and wait.
She arrived right on time, ordered her decaf latte, and turned to leave.
She saw me, and her face hardened.
"Coincidence," I said lamely.
"Right."
She left without another word.
Then I saw why she left quickly.
It was Pete Anderson, with his daughter Mandy, meeting Katherine outside.
They were laughing, and Pete had his hand on Katherine's arm in a friendly and intimate way.
Mandy hugged Katherine. "Miss Katherine. I missed you!"
"I missed you, too, sweetheart."
They walk toward the park together as if they were a family.
My jaw clenched, jealousy burning through me.
Katherine was pregnant with my child and spending time with another man.
They were building a life that didn't include me.
That night, Bella called in.
"How's it going?"
