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.

like stepping

boutique with tiny

up a onesie with the words Future

optimistic," I

eyes but smiled, putting it back. As she moved on to another rack, I noticed a tiny onesie in the corner. It was plain white, but the

when she saw me returning with

keeping the bag out of

suspicious look but didn't

the day was a mix of laughter and lighthearted arguments about where to eat

sandwich bigger than her head, and I joked about how she'd probably finish it

woman," she said, taking

she didn't even complain

for the baby boutique," I said, holding up a ridiculously large fishing

her eyes again but

the couch, kicking off her shoes and stretching

beside

eye, curious. "What do you

the baby boutique and handed it to her.

her face lighting up with excitement.

and find

out the tiny onesie. As soon as she read the words, she burst out