I suck in a deep breath and shake my head, the sweet sentiment behind her words threatening to bring tears to my eyes. I've never kept birthday cards, but I will keep this one forever."That's beautiful bub, thank you" I say as a warmth spreads through my chest. Amelia smiles as a sense of relief wa
My apartment felt like a prop home, like a shell that someone just threw furniture at and decided to call it 'home'. There was no real trace of my own existence anywhere, the space could have belonged to anyone and that's how I liked it. Impersonal, cold and empty, that was my comfort zone. But that
"Feeling any better bub?" I ask as I enter back into the bedroom. It's been a few days since my birthday and it seems that Amelia has been struck by some sort of flu that's rendered her pretty much bedridden the last day and a half. Amelia is lying on the white sheets, bunched up around her blinking
I can't say no, I can't just say 'I want what you want' because that's not true. I know I'm going to be with Amelia for the rest of my life. I know she's the one, I've always known that much is true. Whatever we go through, wherever we end up, we're always going to try and make it work. Things have
"I'm just wondering how you would feel if I neglected to mention that Luke had messaged me ever, even though we've established that you used to fuck Kate on a regular basis and Luke is just a guy I knew" She replies angrily. Just the mention of his name pisses me off, but at least she's not calling
"What?" Is all I can manage to say. What the fuck does that mean? What the fuck is going on? Amelia sighs and closes her eyes for a moment, like she'd wish the ground would open up and swallow her whole."I think in some way, you proposed to me just so I would wear a ring on my finger tying me to yo
How does one even buy a pregnancy test? Why are there so many different options? Why is there not one straight forward one, are some more accurate than others? These are all thoughts I had on the walk back to the house, a small yellow plastic bag of pregnancy tests in my hand.Back in our bedroom, A
"And now?" Amelia asks quietly. I squeeze her hand."Now, I know I'll be able to figure it out. I'm not going to be the perfect dad in any way, but I'll always try. And with a teammate like you, we should be okay" I allow myself to smile for the first time since this crazy afternoon began."What if