Rebecca
I got home to find Gaston on the bed with his head resting on the bed rest, his eyes closed.
I took off my clothes and changed into something more comfortable and hid the result in my purse in the closet.
I sat beside him on the bed waiting for him to notice my presence but his eyes were still close.
Feeling frustrated I called out to him,
“Gaston”
“Hmm” he breathe,
“What do you think about having a baby?” I asked him.
He opened his eyes and looked at me.
“What do you mean?” He asked.
“What if we had a baby” I clarified.
He sat upright and nodded his head, “is this a joke?”
“No” I shook my head slowly.
“I don’t want a child” he stated.
His response broke me, how much did hate me that he didn’t want a child for himself.
“Why?”
“Kids are a nuisance” he replied coldly.
