While riding in Nivan's car and gazing out the window, Nessa's mind was drifting. She couldn't shake off the image of Viz's desperate face. He was crying, pleading with her to return to him. He said he was ready to give her a child, no matter how many she wanted.
Pft. If she said 'a dozen,' would he really give that to her? She stopped short, realizing she would be the one to carry and give birth. She would also endure the pain of delivering the dozen she mentioned.
But did she still want it? Did she still want to have children with Viz? She drew a deep breath and shook her head to herself.
She didn't want it anymore. Back then, maybe. Back then, it could have been possible. When they were still married, when she still hoped he would love her back. But that was then. Not anymore.
If he
