6 weeks later
*Dahlia*
"How do you feel love ?" Bren asks softly as he comes to slide his arms around me. I am standing on the porch in the warm, autumn evening watching the stars.
I lean against him. Luckily my nausea has gotten much better the last week, and I am finally capable of actually eating something, even though I still throw up every day. "I feel fine Bren, so don't feel nervous about leaving me".
"I will no matter what my dear". He whispers softly against my ear, his hands sliding down on my small bump. "I'll miss both my girls badly".
"And we will miss you, but you have already turned down several good parts. You have to work Bren and part of Your job is traveling and being away from home". I lift my hand to rest it against his cheek. "I'd love to travel with you, bu
