He was kind, thoughtful, caring, attentive, and so on. When he cared about you, he cared about you. He watched for me, cooked for me, and even comforted me during the rough stages of the pregnancy.
After forking the portion of spaghetti, I wanted, I went straight to the fridge. I didn't know what exactly I was looking for. I just knew that I wanted to add something to the spaghetti. It was probably the well-known pregnancy cravings every pregnant woman had to endure. It was something I had developed two weeks ago. It was odd how I would find unusual food combinations or snacks pleasing to my tongue. I could still remember the peculiar expression on Alexander's face when he caught me crunching on some ice cubes. The memory made me chuckle.
My eyes caught a ketchup bottle; before I knew wh
