![]() “Oh, that would be me doing the walking?” My eyes widen. ![]() ![]() “Are you serious? You’d for real walk away from him?” “If you go, he’ll find you and bring you back anyway. “Don’t do it, Brielle.” She’s not commanding but pleading cautiously, the ache in her tone clear as day. She nods and then shifts her entire body toward me. “No more baby in here, even if it still kind of looks like it.”īoth of us laugh, but hers dries up quickly and she grows somber.Ī heavy dose of tension begins to encase us, growing thicker and thicker the longer we stare at each other. “I’m just waiting for that first person to clown so I can knock their teeth in,” she teases. “He has a beautiful and fitting name.” I haven’t had a chance to tell her that. “I’m almost terrified, but for now? He’s tiny and perfect.” “With a dad and uncles like his? Guaranteed to be one of a fucking kind.” She laughs. ![]()
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