*DRAYTON*
I waited.
Like my whole world depended on it— I waited. And of course, it did.
Twenty-eight years without a child of mine has been an exhausting routine.
I have tried not to dwell on the desire but still, having a child would be a dream come true.
A beautiful experience that would change my life forever!
My heart pounded, beating ferally like a lion about to leap from its cage.
She lowered her eyes from mine and all I wanted was for her to open those lips and confirm what I needed to hear.
"Are you?" I inquired again.
She didn't say a word. Instead, she took one of my hands and guided it to her stomach. "Yes, Drayton... I'm carrying your child."
Something flipped.
Could be my world.
My emotions.
My entire outlook on life.
But something –definitely–flipp
