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Chapter Eleven

Elizabeth sank onto a high stool and buried her face in her hands.

"Oh, Emily I don't know if there have been signs. All I knew was that I fell in love with Jason. He gave up so much for Cameron and me. I didn't deserve him. I never wanted to hurt him or bring him harm."

Emily tsked and slid a comforting arm around her shoulders.

"Who says you have? Or that you didn't deserve him? For goodness' sake, Liz. You two have been together for years. I've never thought Jason was the kind of man who'd put up with an unacceptable situation for seven minutes, much less seven years. You need to tell him how you feel!"

"So he can feel sorry for me all over again like he did when A.J. dumped me? I can't face that, Emily. I just can't. If there's one thing this has made me realize it is that I can't keep on this way."

Her hands pressed unconsciously against her abdomen.

"I won't be just a responsibility to him."

Emily sighed. "I can't believe A.J. is going to be working at CeeVid," she muttered. "And he really doesn't suspect anything about Cameron?"

"No. And he's not going to, if I have anything to say about it. Jason may not want me, but he is Cameron's father. On that, at least, we agree. Some day we'll tell Cameron when he's old enough to understand. But not now. Not yet."

Both women looked up when the bell over the door tinkled softly. At the sight of her handsome hunk of a husband entering, Emily patted Elizabeth on the back.

"You and Cameron come to dinner tonight," she said softly before moving around the counter toward Nikolas and the baby he held.

"I can't," Elizabeth said. "There's a parent/teacher meeting at school."

"Tomorrow then," Emily insisted. "And I know you probably don't feel like company, but if you don't come to us, we'll come to you. Promise me, now."

"Marriage has made you bossy," Elizabeth observed, striving for some sense of normalcy.

"Motherhood has made her bossy," Nikolas Cassadine corrected, his smile crooked and utterly indulgent.

"And your son here is making it obvious that there are some things he prefers you for, sweetpea."

Elizabeth watched Nikolas transfer the blanket-bundled baby Eric from his arms to Emily's as they left with a wave. If ever there was a man besotted with his wife and child, it was a former jet-setter named Nikolas Cassadine.

She closed her eyes and wished she were a better person. The kind of person who wouldn't feel envious of her very best friend's happiness.

Then the bell jingled again signaling the steady start of postal customers and Elizabeth could only be grateful, for it gave her little time to sit and brood.

She didn't take a break until lunch. Even then she sat in the back where she still had a view of the front counter. Her sandwich held little appeal, but she forced a few bites down, mindful of what Dr. Rebecca had told her. The door chimes jingled and she was glad of the interruption from her depressing thoughts. She tossed away the half-eaten sandwich and went out front.

Her stomach lurched unsteadily.

"Jason," she breathed. Had he changed his mind?

"What are you doing here?"

To be continued . . .

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