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Yvonne's POV

I couldn’t walk away from him. I would never forgive myself if I missed the chance to be truly happy with him. I owed it to our child as well.

“One shot, mister—one shot,” I talked to my empty room.

I inhaled a deep breath and carried the dress into my room. If we were going to make an important decision about the rest of our lives, I was going to look damn good doing it. I wanted to show him what he would lose if I walked away. I was feeling a little self-conscious with my belly pooch. The dress would conceal it.

I jumped in the shower, wanting to be fresh as a daisy, just in case things went really well and we ended up at his place. I moisturized tip to toe before starting on my makeup. I loved dressing up. I didn’t get to do it often. This was likely my last date for a very long time. I wanted to make sure I enjoyed the experience of getting dolled up to impress a man.

Soon enough, I imagined my hair would be in a permanent bun, no makeup, yoga pants, and spit-up on wh