Feelings

My first week back in Miami had seemed to fly by. I had unpacking to do, shopping for necessities for both myself and the house, and just getting back on a schedule. The time change was no bitch either and being pregnant only made it seem worse.

I still had another week to go before my next doctors' appointment so I mostly trolled Pinterest looking for nursery room ideas. Today was no different, I was sat downstairs on the couch covered with a blanket looking at my phone when Seth came in slamming doors. Sighing I looked over my shoulder to see him throw his keys down on the counter, "what's your problem?" I asked as he walked into the living area.

He shook his head pulling off his baseball cap as he made his way up the stairs, "I don't have any problems that I can't handle."

Frowning at him I closed my eyes. I really didn't have time for any kind of drama right now. I had eaten something for lunch that had made me sick and I still felt like crap. When he came b