Bridget lied to her boyfriend.
That call was fake.
Her dad had already called her when they both were at home and didn't call her again at the clinic.
Even that conversation on the phone was just an act.
She knows that lying to Matthew is fucked up but she had to.
Bridget parked her car in front of her house before rushing to the trunk and taking everything she bought on the way before running inside the house.
All the pictures that she took of her and Matthew, she made them into an album that they can keep together and fill with more pictures later.
She quickly opened her bedroom door and walked inside.
An excited smile appeared on her face when she noticed how great her work was.
There was a small yellow light bulb around the room, and Matthew's favorite flowers were everywhere.
The album was right on the bed that was filled with petals.
She even prepared the bathtub for them later.
