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 into

hand-in-hand, stopping at random shops. Sarah found a boutique with tiny baby clothes,

a onesie with the words

and optimistic," I

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

that?" she asked when she saw me returning with a

keeping the bag out of

me a suspicious look but

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

a small café with outdoor seating. Sarah ordered a sandwich bigger than her head, and I

pregnant woman,"

cafe, she was in such a good mood that she didn't even complain when I

I

rolled her eyes again but didn't

to the couch, kicking off her shoes and stretching out with a satisfied sigh. "Today

welcome," I said, sitting beside

one eye, curious. "What do

baby boutique and handed it to her. "Just a little something I

up with excitement. "You sneaky-what is

and find

reached into the bag and pulled out the tiny onesie. As