She agreed.
She f*****g agreed.
The moment she did, it felt like one of the large chains holding me down slid away. While tentative, she said yes, and the final draft of the contract was in motion.
We’d both spent the last few days having tests done and giving Rhys time to finalize the contract.
In front of me lay the last hurdle—our health reports. One of the most important was that we were both clean of any STDs, and we were. The second was the fertility report, which showed no obvious issues, with hormone and sperm count levels being in the normal range.
The health history and physicals didn’t show anything of concern, which was good.
While her father was dead, I knew it wasn’t health related. I’d done my homework before I set my plan in motion, and that included an in-depth backg
