*Mila*
When Soren told me that he loved me, I nearly broke down but I kept myself composed. My hands trembled slightly and I tucked them behind my back.
I wanted to tell him that I loved him too and that I was pregnant with his child. More than anything, I wanted to run right into his arms again. The woman in the picture was still stuck in my heart like a thorn but it didn't matter. I didn't care about Soren's past, only his future.
And that future, I wanted it to be with me and our child.
I rubbed my hands on my thighs and paced back and forth, trying to convey nervousness instead of hope and happiness.
I knew Dylan was watching me. Dylan was what Soren had called him but I wasn't sure if that was his name and I wasn't about to ask him. It would let him know that I was in contact
