Adam's P.O.V.
“So… what about you, what are your dreams for the future, Gorgeous?” I asked her, hoping to God she felt the same as I did.
“I… I have dreamt about having a family too someday. I mean, it’s something I’ve never really had, besides my uncle Ben.” She told me, her voice almost as soft as a whisper. My grip on her hand tightened because I knew there was a but coming in there somewhere.
“But…” she continued, making me press my eyes shut for just a microsecond because for once, I hated to be right.
“My family history is complicated. My mother left me when I was young, and I’ve never even known my real father. Sometimes, I wonder if my dreams are just that, dreams. I fear the pain that comes with a family as well. The potential of heartbreak.” She shrugged, pain in her voice so
