Demyan
"One of us is going to get hurt Malia," I held either side of her face, "It isn't a good idea."
"And you'd rather choose to be alone," she hid her face in my chest, "I'm not asking you to make a decision now just think about it or tell me now that you don't love me at all, that if Ethan wasn't in the picture you would have still left me."
I opened my mouth to answer her but my mind felt completely blank as I tried to search for the right words, yet there was none because I had never planned for this situation. Never in my wildest imaginations would Malia find it in her heart to forgive me and still want to try for our child. It just stunted me to the point I was left speechless.
"Think about it Demyan," she begged as she held onto me, "Don't shut it down immediately. Think about it and once you've thought it through we can talk about it."
