Chapter Ninety-Eight:
“Tasha.” I said softly and slowly she turned to face me.
“Yes?” she asked softly.
“You don’t have to be sorry for what happened between us last night. It was bound to happen sooner or later. I am just conflicted because Dustin isn’t in the ground yet, and I feel like a w***e for wanting someone so much after losing someone I was supposed to spend forever with. Yes he might be dead but I am carrying his child and I feel like I should be in mourning, and I think I was but that kiss brought me back to earth to realize this world is fast paced and tomorrow is never guaranteed. Do I have to waste precious time telling you I love you because of my messed up morals and what society thinks I should be feeling? I know it is wrong of me but I want to raise this child… my chi
