"It's Carnival!"
Michael’s POV The computer light shone against my glasses, and I pressed my fingers into my forehead as I stared at the open screen, infertility sprayed across the screen. Never in my life would I have seen this coming. And the worst part is I couldn’t be there with Noelle as she went through this. She wouldn’t allow it. Honestly, whenever she comes around, I need to talk to her about the ways she copes. If we were seriously pursuing each other, then she has to learn to lean on me, instead of pushing me away. I feel like she takes all of her problems and pushes them into a bag whenever she feels like it . . . and it affects me too. However, in her defense, I knew how important having children was to her. It’s something she’s spoken about, something we argued about . . . Although I
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