Rebecca's POV
A strange annoyance filled my pit as I walked back. I went straight inside and locked myself in the closet. Don't worry it was not claustrophobic. Like you already know, it was room sized.
I was expecting Blaze. I thought he might come knocking. I did want to be left alone but I was hoping he would come. However, he did not. It was all silent and calm as I toiled to give a name to my untamed emotional outburst.
I could not be angry or disappointed. It was Blaze after all. There was no exceptation.
He was going to be a father. And Stephanie would be the mother.
Was I trying to look for a place for myself in the middle? There wasn't any.
I pulled one fabric after another. Smashed entire shelves on the ground. Something was gnawing at my conscience, but I could not pi
