Wicked Series Complete Box Set: An Erotic Thriller by M. S. Parker

Wicked Series Complete Box Set: An Erotic Thriller by M. S. Parker

Author:M. S. Parker [M. S. Parker]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Amazon: B018FNBDOK
Goodreads: 27917594
Publisher: Belmonte Publishing, LLC
Published: 2015-11-23T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter 12

I’d thrown away too much. Allen’s hairbrush, toothbrush, razor...I’d gotten rid of all of his clothes – not that I thought they’d be able to get much off of those. I couldn’t find a single thing that would have enough DNA to test against Jenny’s.

But that wasn’t the reason I was sitting on the floor in the guest room directly across from my bedroom, crying. Again. No, that had come about because I came in here, hoping that I’d missed something when I’d cleaned things out last week, and I’d indeed found something I’d missed.

Color swatches.

It was stupid, but as soon as I’d seen them, I’d started bawling like a baby.

A baby.

This had been the guest room that Allen and I had always intended to convert into a nursery. Being the planner that he was, Allen had picked up paint swatches nearly a year ago and we’d spent more than one night in this room, sitting on the floor and holding up different colors, trying to decide which one we liked the most. We’d argued over whether or not we’d want to know the baby’s sex, if we planned on painting a neutral color to keep the room as a nursery for other kids and have the older ones move out to another room. We’d talked in hypotheticals, of course, because we’d decided that we wanted to make sure we were financially and emotionally ready to have kids, but there had been no doubt in either of our minds that this would be our nursery.

I’d already cried over the children I’d never have with Allen, but when I was here, looking for some way to prove that he didn’t already have a child, it hit me harder than it had before. Even if Jenny was Allen’s, he’d never know. He’d never get the chance to be the wonderful father I knew he could’ve been. And, no matter how I felt about Aime, I also cried for Jenny. If Allen was her father, she’d never have the chance to know him, to know what a wonderful man he’d been. There would be no father-daughter dances for them. No opportunity for him to intimidate her first boyfriend or take prom pictures. No half-brothers or sisters for her to know. He’d never walk her down the aisle at her wedding.

He and I would never paint this room and fill it with all of the things that first-time parents thought they needed. We’d never argue about who was being too strict or too lenient. No family vacations. High school graduations. College. No watching our children fall in love. Get married. No excitement over grandchildren.

That stupid, cruel disease had taken all of that away from all of us and I felt every lost moment over again, as sharp and fresh as I’d felt it the day I realized I wasn’t pregnant.

I was crying hard enough that I didn’t hear Jasper come in downstairs or even if he called my name. All I knew was



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