Allysia’s POV
The rings in his hand threw me for a loop. I really didn’t think he was serious. My mother looked on in shock as well, so this wasn’t planned. Cristy was jumping around like a damn bunny. Wedding where like her dream. She lived for them. When she got married it was going to be like a princess ball.
We couldn’t be more different. I looked down at what I was wearing. Jeans that weren’t even mine that had rips in the knees. A white t-shirt from the closet in Jenny’s office. My feet were bare, and I had on no underwear. I took the whole pregnant and bare foot saying to a whole new level. It still some how all felt right.
He wasn’t marrying me for the big wedding or for the pretty dress. He wanted me, the short hair don’t care p
