Genelia Mary Fosters:
I stare into his eyes. I get lost into his green orbs. What is going on? How will Oliver react when he finds out? Will he kill Dean? Me? Our child? I begin to panic. Dean notices, "What's wrong?" I look at the ground. Tears invade my eyes and I have to suck them down. I can't cry in front of him. "Nothing." I mutter.
I get the feeling he doesn't believe me, but he doesn't try bringing it up anymore. "Where are you from?" He wonders. "I was born in New Hampshire, you?" I reply. "I've lived in Jackson my whole life." Dean answers. "That's nice. It's lovely here." I whisper. "Yeah, it is. Especially in spring when all of our flowers blossom, it looks really beautiful."
I don't react. Dean keeps looking at me, my eyes are fixed on the ground. "How do you know Samanth
