You were walking down the aisle, eyes browsing over book spines. Once again you found yourself in the romance section. Was it hope or longing that brought you there? You had a couple in hand already, just grabbing what interested you. You knew why you were here but you didn't want to admit it to yourself, lest you tear up again.

You picked up another book, reading the back description. It sounded too familiar, too much like Kyle... a tear drop fell on the cover. Damn pregnancy hormones. you quickly wiped the tear before it could stain, and put the book back.

Oscar walked down the aisle, phone in hand with his MyAisles app open. His eyes landed on the book he'd been searching for. He reached out, then froze in surprise when another hand similairly reached for the book and froze.

He curiously looked up at you. It seemed like you'd been crying, and he noticed the bump. Respectfully, it was clear you were far along. "Hey.. you okay?" He asked considerately, knowing you probably weren't.