Rachel even had a secret Pinterest board full of nursery inspiration.

“I might have to stay late at the office tonight,” Lucas said, ruffling his hair. “And I’ll probably need to stay overnight tomorrow. Big campaign.”

She didn’t think twice—he worked in marketing and often kept strange hours.

“Just don’t burn yourself out.”

“To make it up to you,” he grinned, “I booked you an appointment at Bella’s Nail Lounge tomorrow. You deserve it.”

The next day, Rachel arrived at the salon—an indulgence she rarely allowed herself. Bella, the vivacious salon owner, was all smiles.

“Look at you! Glowing! Hubby treating you like royalty?”

“Always,” Rachel replied.

“You’re lucky,” Bella sighed. “Not all of us have faithful men.”

Rachel raised a brow. Bella was usually bragging about boyfriends, not complaining.

“Everything okay?”

“Oh, I’m great,” Bella said with