I woke up the following morning feeling relieved. I glared at the couch and couldn't see Collins, he had probably woken up and vacated the room.
I glared at my tummy and wondered how my babies would be when they eventually came out. How much would they weigh? How tall would they be? What color of hair would they have? What would the Taylors tell them about me? Or would they get to know I'm their mother?
I've always wanted a family that I'll plan with my husband from the start, for our kids. I've always wanted kids from products of love between a cute guy and me. But I'll always love you, my babies, even if I'm not there with you, I'll still cherish and love you. I rubbed my tummy
I walked back to my room to do my morning ritual, cleaning and dressing up. I stared at myself in the mirro
