Glowing. My tears are glowing. Glowing.
That means...
That means...
I gulped.
I'm pregnant...
I'm... pregnant.
Holy fu.cking sh.it! I'm pregnant!
More tears started to pool from my eyes as panic started to set in. Glowing tears. Because I'm pregnant.
You okay babe? Alessio asked over our link.
Oh, sh.it, I forgot that he can feel what I feel. What do I do? Do I tell him?
I just have this... this strange gut feeling to keep it to myself for right now. Probably my subconscious picking up on something strange going on in this place. I'll wait to tell Alessio later. When we are face to face.
Yeah, sorry. I was uhm, just thinking about my mom. It started to get to me. I'm okay though. I replied.
Sh.it, is that a good enough excuse?
You sure babe? I can refuse to leave your side
