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The bright light coming through my window makes me open my eyes. Instead of getting up

immediately, I just stay in bed for a while as I rub my belly and feel my baby move inside me.

I look at the calendar on my bedside table and realize that today I just hit the sixth–month

milestone. It’s scary to have a baby. The whole journey is filled with uncertainty. I always make

sure to thank God each time I pass a milestone with my baby, knowing not all babies get to be

born.

After saying a small thank–you prayer, I get up and move downstairs. I could always shower later,

but right now I am hungry. With everything that happened yesterday, I forgot to eat.

Thinking about yesterday brings me to what happened with Rowan. I still can’t believe that I let

him kiss me or that I actually enjoyed it.

It bugs me so much that I wanted more. I wanted him to deepen the kiss. I wanted him to take it

further. I can blame it on the hormones, but we all know that I’d be lying to myself.

Rowan hurt me so much. The fact that I wanted him yesterday makes me hate myself just a little

bit. I promised myself to move on, yet there I was making out with him in my living room.

I want to believe that Rowan has changed, but I just can’t. Even if, by some miracle, he has, don’t

you think it’s a little too late for us? Too much has already happened for us to make something out

of the mess he created.

Taking out the ingredients for breakfast, I get to work. No matter what I try, I still can’t stop

thinking about the

kiss. For heaven’s sake, why the hell did this kiss affect me so much? I

just don’t fucking get it, honestly.

erase

so much

holding.

lights out of me,” I say with

beating heart.

heard us, given Gunner and Noah didn’t really get

turn to said boys to find them munching on the cookies that I had baked

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a little bit lost in

slips from his face. “Are you still thinking about what

nod my head. It was a lie, but he didn’t need to know that I was thinking about

different thing.

you making for

fry up” I

in the air. “I love fry–ups; it’s like having all

breakfast food at once.”

day Emma will see the error of her ways and mend her fences

Noah

be done. Why

I finish up?”

say at the same time,

takes the cleaning tools from me and proceeds to clean up the mess I’d made. “Sorry

given you more time to yourself. It’s just

they

that. It’s not that Calvin was a bad cook. He just didn’t make

mine.

brought some over

as I get

are you holding up, all things considered?” I ask

relieved that now everyone knows about Gunner. He’s an

a dirty secret. After my grandfather died, I

it being just the two of us, but I knew it was unfair to

a family. Gunner deserves

people worth knowing, but

safe for Gunner to be around

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