*Bianca*
I felt miserable.
One moment I was on top of the world.
Sitting in his lap as he proclaimed his love and promised a future together. My arms were around his neck as he kissed me deeply, the taste of the sweet sparkling water I’d tricked him into drinking on my tongue. I didn’t even dare to bring wine out because of the baby and it was the right choice, I thought as my eyes fluttered closed.
His hands trailing up my bare thighs, lifting the skirt of the gorgeous dress I’d picked out just for tonight. I felt like a goddess with the way his eyes were glued to me all night. I felt like I had finally made the right decision. That everything would be okay.
Even the presence of the gorgeous lock that lay right over my chest like a faint heartbeat gave me courage. The confession was just on the tip of my tongue, the longing for the family between us and just as his hand wrapped around my waist, his fingers spreading across my still flat belly.
Then I felt it.
