My Husband Promised to Take Care of the Baby If I Had One—But After I Gave Birth, He Told Me to Quit My Job

“About what?”

He exhaled hard, rubbing the back of his neck.

“About everything.

I didn’t get it before. I thought you just liked working… that it was some kind of hobby. But I see now what it means to you.

What you do for us. You keep this whole family afloat, Ava. Including me.

And I don’t want you to quit what you love.”

He paused, looking down at his coffee.

“I talked to my boss yesterday. Asked about working remotely a couple of days a week. So I can be here when you’re at the clinic.

Actually be here, not just physically present. I want to be a real partner.”

For a second, I didn’t know what to say. After weeks of resentment and exhaustion and anger, it felt like someone had opened a window and let fresh air rush in.

I reached across the table and touched his hand.

“That’s all I ever wanted, Nick.

For us to be a team. Really be one.”

He squeezed my fingers.

“We will be. I promise.

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