I don't know the answer to Antonio's question. James and I have had the most passionate times and I'd love for this baby to be his, but Antonio and I have some moments as well, not passion or love on my side.
" I want to rest," I whisper, Maya kisses my head and exits the room.
My husband sits on the edge of the bed, bending down to kiss my lips but I turn my head and he kisses my cheek.
" Why do you always reject me? am I that horrendous?"
" Yes, " I reply, " Antonio, I want a divorce,"
After a few seconds, he seems to register what I have asked for and gets to his feet, his gaze is angry. He grabs my cheek and tilts my face so that our eyes are on the same level.
" Never say that to me again," His voice is dark and deep, tightening his hold on my cheeks, I look at him defiant
