|Tamara|
“Whoa! Wait. Hold on! I’m not catching up. Can we go back to the part where you say you’re preg—what?” Thea asked again with her brows curling up with each other. She stepped on the brake causing us to spring back to our seats.
“Careful!” I tell her after I almost bump my head on the car’s window shield. We’re in the middle of the road of Brook Grove, a residential real estate. Thea dragged me along with her. She’s planning to find a good place where she can have her own house. It’s been 3 days since Dad shockingly told us that he wants Geoff and I to get married. It has been a roller coaster ride for all of us. I never thought that Dad would come up to such an idea.
“You’re pregnant?” she asked again and I nod.
“Geoff is the father?” she added. I nod again, al
