Billion Dollar Baby

I made a pact with Adele ten years ago—
if we were both single by our 30th birthdays,
we would make a baby.
We'd both get what we wanted. She'd get a family.
And I'd have the key to inheriting a billion dollars.
Years passed and I never expected to see Adele again or take her up on it.
But when my marriage explodes six months before my twenty-ninth birthday,
there’s only one woman I want to see.
The woman I've never really let go.
I just pray that she’s still single.
If not, I have a fortune I can’t inherit.
But if so, I might win the biggest treasure:
Adele.