“I'm going to tear that dress off of you when we get home.”
Things were finally starting to go my way. Everything was perfect. My job, my relationship with Carter and most importantly, the positive pregnancy test.
However, when I showed up on Monday morning to tell him the good news, I overheard Carter and some random girl arguing about her pregnancy. A baby that she claims is his. Even though the circumstances were different, it makes me feel unsure of where I stood in Carter's life. If he could treat her like that, couldn't he treat me the same? How was I any different?
However, I tried not to let that bother me. And when he invited me to a fancy gala, I jumped at the opportunity to spend more time with him. Now, sitting on the biggest secret of my life. Even though he showered me with affection, I felt insecure. I was sitting on the biggest secret of my life, with no one to confide in.
I have to keep a secret for as long as I can, or risk Carter cutting me off from his life forever. Secrets have a way of growing, of being difficult, of making changes in life.
Just like our baby.