Shiiiiitt......
I jolt awake with my body covered in sweat. My breathing is erratically fast, I sit up and place a hand over my racing heart trying to control my breathing.
I look over at Chrissy who's still sound asleep. As I get up, I walk into the bathroom and take a hot shower, hanging my head under the cascading water. I appreciatively let the heat wash away the sweat that clings to my body. I try to make sense of the dream... or nightmare.
I’m not sure what to call it just yet. The talk we had felt authentic; everything made sense and clarified things for me. I place my hand over my tummy and silently pray that if there is a baby, I will have the strength to do the right thing for him or her and raise our child alongside Luca.
For a few more days, I will not know if I a
