Have you ever been in love with someone so much that you can't express how you feel or who you are in front of them?
The sweaty, sweet, romantic type of love? I guess everyone seeks that love, right?
I never asked for him to enter my life, it just happened.
His green eyes burn through me... "Sorry Evelyn," I avoid his gaze and try to squeeze pass him, but every side I pick, he accidently picks.
I bump into his hard chest again and I sigh, I peek upward at his sharp jaw, his perfect smile joins a dent in his cheek... aw, wait, what?
"Sorry, can I just..." I squeeze underneath his arm and relieve wash over me. Thank goodness, I think my heart would have explode any second.
"You're pregnant. . ." My eyes must be marbled by this point, I don't think I heard correctly, my heart might have skipped a few beats, "I'm what. . ." She smiles sweetly, combing her white thin hair behind her ear, "Your pregnant love . . . with triplets."