maybe one day you'll understand [I don't want nothing from you but to sweetly hold your hand]

[So not binding it’s ridiculous. I just—had to get it out of my head.]

She wasn’t miserable.

When most people considered her position, they thought she should be. Single mother who’s son’s father bailed on her wasn’t exactly a recipe for happily ever after, but it wasn’t horrible. Not if you considered all the circumstances. This kind of life wasn’t something he could handle, and she was okay with that. Because she loved him, she knew him, and she saw it coming.

She told him after the wedding. She didn’t want anything at all to make Jake and Grace’s day awkward and that took a lot of the pressure off. It was hard, though, because she desperately wanted to tell him. She never had wanted something as much as she wanted the little person growing inside her, and she wanted to share it with him because they had done this. Together. Every time he touched her, every time he kissed her, every time his hand absently grazed her stomach where that little life was growing she wanted to just blurt it out. Let him know what he was touching. Let him know what was there. But she didn’t.

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