Jess
It was our last night in Scotland, and we head back to London tomorrow. The weekend has been fantastic, and if I am being honest, it makes me want to come home sooner than planned. I was sad to be leaving.
I was sitting on the bed, trying not to cry. Not only because I am leaving, but my pregnancy hormones are not helping. Callen had nipped out to get me food. I was craving a BBQ chicken with salad subway, and he went to get it for me, which was very sweet of him. He was a sweetheart and looks after me well.
I pull myself together, not wanting Callen to see me upset. I get changed into my pjs and find something to watch to try and distract myself. I rest my hand on my stomach.
“What do you think, little one? Should we stay in London or come home and let you be born
