Free Marrying Mr Write (Mr Write Trilogy) by Cassandra P Lewis Page B

my knees give way. They are in this together now, I’m surplus to requirements. As I hear the primal screams of the woman behind the door I realise that I can’t stand in their way now.
    After a while, I hear the unmistakeable sound of a newborn cry and my hand drops to my stomach. I sit on the floor of the corridor and I cry. I’ve lost him.
     
     
    “What’s wrong?” Sasha is panicking as she notices the looks exchanged between the midwives following the birth of her son, I can’t speak. “Jackson, what is wrong? Tell me!”
    I take a breath as the midwives take the tiny boy away to be weighed, “Nothing Sash, he’s perfect. But he’s not mine!”
    “What? How can you say that Jackson? He’s less than a minute old!” She is anxious and sits up as the midwives head back toward us and hand the baby to his mother,
    “Yeah, but last time I looked in the mirror Sash, I was white!”
    I need to get away before I say something that I’ll regret, Sasha is staring open mouthed at her son and then at me as I pick up my jacket and thank the midwives. It’s not mine; we’ve gone through hell for a baby that isn’t mine.
    “Jackson, please don’t leave, I’m sorry”
    “Congratulations on the birth of your son Sasha, goodbye.” I push the door of the room open and relief washes over me.
    “Rosie…” Where is she? I reach for my phone and dial her number, her phone is off. I head to the reception desk, “excuse me, have you seen the girl, the redhead that was here before?”
    “Oh, yeah she left about five or ten minutes ago, she looked quite upset but she said she was fine.” Oh god, no Rosie, don’t do this to me.
    “Did you see which way she went?” I’m panicking as I run in the direction that the receptionist points in.
     
    As I make my way out of the doors I realise that I have no chance of finding her here. The hospital is enormous and I have no idea where she’s gone. I take out my phone and there’s a text, I didn’t realise my phone was still on silent.
    ‘I can’t do it Jackson. I love you far too much to stand in your way of being a full time father to that baby. You and me, it was just too hard. Some things just aren’t meant to be. I’ll always love you x’
    No. No Rosie, you’re not doing this. I try again to call her but her phone is off, so I call Pippa and then Rafe, neither of them have heard from her. I’m frantic, all I can do is hope that she is at home.
    As I approach the front door I already know she won’t be here. I turn the key in the lock and feel like my world is crashing down around me, she’s actually left me. I step inside and the apartment is dark, it feels empty and cold without her.
    The door knocks and I rush to answer it, full of hope that it’s Rosie. But it’s Rafe and Matthew, I let them in but I can’t cope with Rafe’s frantic questioning,
    “I don’t fucking know Rafe. She was gone when I came out of the delivery room. Asking me the same questions over again is not going to get you an answer!”
    “She’s my sister Jackson! I’m worried”
    “Do you think I’m not? She’s fucking left me Rafe, she’s gone!”
    I sit on the sofa with my head in my hands as Matthew goes to collect a bottle of whiskey and three glasses from the cupboard.
    “Jackson,”
    Matthew sounds worried and I look up. He picks up an envelope from the kitchen counter and I rush to take it. My name is written on the front in Rosie’s handwriting.  I open the envelope and Rosie’s engagement ring drops at my feet, I’ve really lost her.
     
     
    “Good evening, do you have your documents?”
    “Yep, there you go,” I smile as best I can as I hand over my passport.
    “Thank you, any bags to check Miss Alvez?”
    “No, thank you. Just my hand luggage.”
    “Ok, we’ll be boarding shortly, have a lovely trip.”
    “I’ll try, thank you.”
     
    I pay the taxi and walk toward the door; I don’t know how I’m still standing. I’ve never felt so weak in my