Winning Back His Ex's Wife's Broken Heart by Hayley

Richard

pov.

The idea for the day trip had been brewing in my mind for a while. Sarah had been carrying so much-literally and figuratively-during the past few months.

She deserved a break. Honestly, I figured I could use one, too. With everything going on, we hadn't had much time to just enjoy each other's company.

"I thought we could check out that little town near the lake," I suggested over breakfast. She was halfway through her toast, her hair a mess from sleeping in, and I thought she looked absolutely beautiful. "A day trip?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah, just you, me, and the open road. No baby books, no nursery planning, no thinking about anything except having fun."

Sarah tilted her head, a slow smile spreading across her face. "I like it. But only if you let me pick the music."

"Deal," I said, though I instantly regretted it when I remembered her obsession with those slow, weepy love songs.

By mid-morning, we were cruising down the highway, her playlist filling the car with soft, sappy ballads.

I kept my grumbling to myself. She looked out the window, humming along, her hand resting on her bump. Every now and then, I caught her glancing at me with a small, secret smile. "What?" I finally asked, curious.

"Nothing," she said, shaking her head. "Just... I'm happy."

That made me smile, too. "Good. That's the whole point of today."

The little town was even more charming than I remembered. Cobblestone streets, colorful storefronts, and the faint smell of fresh bread wafting from a nearby bakery.

felt like stepping

stopping at random shops. Sarah found a boutique with tiny baby clothes, and of

at this," she said, holding up a onesie with the

and optimistic,"

moved on to another rack, I noticed a tiny onesie in the corner. It was plain white, but the text on it made me laugh quietly. I Get My Charm from Dad. "Perfect," I thought, slipping it off the rack

when she saw me returning with a

some snacks," I lied, keeping the bag out

gave me a suspicious look but didn't

a mix of laughter and lighthearted arguments

café with outdoor seating. Sarah ordered a sandwich bigger than her head, and I joked about how she'd probably finish it before I even

pregnant woman," she said, taking a massive

the time we left the cafe, she was in such a good mood that she didn't even

baby boutique," I

her eyes again but didn't

home, it was early evening, and we were both tired but happy. Sarah went straight to the couch, kicking off her shoes and stretching out with a satisfied sigh. "Today was perfect," she said, closing her eyes. "Thank you,

beside her. "But it's

one eye, curious. "What

the little bag from the baby boutique and handed it

face lighting up with excitement.

it and

onesie. As soon as