Alexander's Pov

Eliza has been acting a bit different around me these past few days after John and I broke up.

Meanwhile, I've just been sitting around the house, watching her buy all different types of things to prepare for the baby. She bought toys, clothes, a crib, practically everything you can think of.

I was eating breakfast at the kitchen table when she came up and sat down across from me. Eliza had a worried look in her eyes and she crossed her arms across her chest. I immediately tensed up.

"Good morning, Eliza," I greeted her kindly. She gave me a warm smile.

"Alexander, I'm worried about you."

I gave her a confused look. "What do you mean? I'm perfectly fine," I told Eliza.

Eliza shook her head slightly. "No, I'm not sure you are. You've been disappearing for days at a time, and acting so strangely when you return," she said sadly.

I sighed and reached across the table to grasp her hands in mine.

"Eliza," I started. She raised an eyebrow.

"The reason I've been acting a bit strange is because I've been..."

I struggled to find something to say.

"Preparing for a business trip."

I mentally kicked myself. That was probably a pretty stupid thing to say.

My wife let out a sigh of relief. "When do you leave?" she asked me.

I scratched my neck nervously. "Tomorrow morning. I'll be gone for about three days," I replied.

After a minute of just sitting there looking at me, Eliza smiled. She gently squeezed my hands before standing up and walking over to me.

I smiled brightly back up at me as she leaned down to kiss my cheek. When Eliza stepped back, she walked into the living room.

I reached up, pressed a hand to my face, and groaned. Now I have to find a place to stay for the next three days.