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one big plait that was starting to unravel, but the way she felt him staring at her, he was looking for something else. Something inside of her. And she felt him prying, searching deep.
    â€œI’ve been searching…” she sang in a delicate falsetto. “Waiting. Hoping.” She paused for a second before she belted out, “Boy, I’ve been praying.”
    She had him. Her voice was the perfect instrument. Passionate. Big. Colorful. Unique. He was mesmerized.
    â€œFor the Heavens to lead you back to me,” she sang. “So I’m still wishing. Still waiting. Still needing you here with me.”
    â€œYou’re beautiful,” Alex blurted out. “I mean you have a beautiful voice, and we really need to hook up!”
    Two days later, in his cramped studio, a bedroom he transformed in his apartment in the university’s student ghetto, she laid the vocal tracks to “Something Special.” He wrote the mid-tempo dance groove the day he met her. The song secured her a label deal. Its original release date was postponed for three months until after Trevor’s birth. But, eight months after recording the song, it skyrocketedup the R&B and pop charts and became her first number one hit.
    Together they made each other’s dreams come true. She became an international singing sensation and he became one of the top music producers and songwriters in the business. It wasn’t long before Hollywood called. June signed an exclusive two-picture deal with a major studio, which included a provision that allowed her to choose the director of her first film. Naturally, she chose Alex, who’d directed several of her music videos. They became Hollywood’s new royal couple after the success of If At First, a romantic comedy about a young couple who bitterly file for divorce after twenty-six days of marriage and then fall madly in love again after meeting on a blind date a year later.
    It wasn’t long before June wanted to dim the media spotlight that focused on her every move. She cut back on her work schedule and made fewer personal appearances in order to spend more time being Trevor’s mother and Alex’s lover.
    June opened her eyes and basked in the tranquil beauty of the wintry scene as daylight chased away the impervious darkness. The intoxicating serenity was exactly what she needed to help her relax. She was confident the lab results would confirm that the persistent abdominal pains she’d been having for the past two months were nothing more than ill-timed menstrual cramps. She felt the tension and anxiety mounting. In a few minutes she was going to have to go back inside, pretend to be interested in Alex’s small talk as they got dressed before sitting down to have breakfast with him and Trevor. She imagined how the conversation would take shape. He would spend breakfast briefing her about the morning’s staff meeting and an afternoon luncheon with the studio executives who were financing For His Love. She hadn’t come upwith a good enough excuse to miss the meeting and luncheon, but she had to keep her appointment with Dr. Wylie. She was hoping that after the appointment she would be done with the secrecy and lies and things could get back to normal between them.
    She was still trying to concoct a reason, any reason, to steal away from him for a couple of hours when he asked, “Are you ready?” Alex drank his last swallow of orange juice. He filled the eight-ounce glass with water and emptied it again. “We’ve got a busy day ahead of us.”
    â€œI know, but you go on ahead.” June nudged Trevor’s knee underneath the table. “I’ll drive because I have a conference with Trevor’s teacher this morning.”
    â€œWhen did this come up?” Alex turned to Trevor, who was eating the last slice of cinnamon toast. “I don’t recall hearing anything about a parent-teacher