“How are you feeling, sweetie?” Rose asked.
Aria frowned, having given up the pretense as soon as most of the family was gone. Ruger lay beside her, having refused to leave her side. She was grateful as the loyal canine was a huge comfort. Now clean and not smelling of smoke, she stroked its soft ears and tried to get her thoughts in order.
“Is I don’t know a good answer?” Aria asked.
“Always,” Macey assured her. “Life has a way of making us grow up a lot faster than we would like.”
“That’s the truth,” Aria patted her stomach. “Honestly, I’m not sure that I’m ready for this, but I know I want to keep it. Is that selfish?”
“I’d say it’s pretty normal,” Rose said. “It’s easy to get attached and the longer the pregnancy goes, the more attached you become, but it’s all right if you aren’
