Moana
A few more days passed after I told Edrick about the pregnancy. Not much about our relationship changed, aside from an increase in the amount of side glances he would give me throughout the day.
I kept puzzling over what he had said the night I told him.
He had told me, plain and simply, that he would ensure that the child had a good life here and that I could stay since Ella was already attached to me -- but he would never publicly accept the child as his own, and he would certainly never marry me.
I knew from the beginning that these two things would be true, but when he said it out loud, it felt so much worse. All I wanted for this baby was for him or her to experience growing up in a loving home with two parents who also loved each other. Yes, the child would have a wealthy f
