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     Mark was right.  She should have been on birth control, but then he wouldn’t
     understand if she tried to explain herself, would he? She wouldn’t answer his
     wondering. It was safer if her secret was kept silent.  Thankfully, her stomach
     cut  that conversation short–for now.  It felt like the world was coming down
     around her ears, and then he surprised her.

     He came to her side,  supporting  her.  Was  this a dream,  or was he actually
     threatening  to show a little  committal  affection?  The redhead was  actually
     feeling  weak  enough  to  accept it for what  it  was,  and  maybe  hope  that
     he’d  be able to change his ways for  her.  All she’d ever wanted was a  baby.
     Now, thanks to her fumbling, she’d get one. She shouldn’t complain.

     A  single  tear  strayed down her cheek as she looked up  at  Mark,  into  the
     eyes that understood her so well;  loved her, but never seemed quite able to
     be    in love with her.  He spoke before she could, and Addison was thankful.
     NOTHING  good  was  about to fall from her lips.  A  laugh  cut  through  her
     sorrowful  expression,  and   she  sniffled  slightly,   wondering  exactly  how
     pathetic she looked.

    “Yes.  God, please, yes, cancel. The  last  thing I need right now is to get fat.”
     The irony of that statement hit home hard,  and her face slowly transformed
     back  to  one  of anguish.  Covering her face,  she let out a groan  of  a  sob.
    “What   am  I  going  to  do?   Derek’s   gone,   you’re… ”   she   gesticulated
     desperately,  “YOU,  and…  Oh,  God,  this is my karma,  isn’t it? This is my
     punishment for becoming an adulterous bitch !!“

     Mark would have gone on, but the steam washed away like the blue ocean
     waves that matched his circular gaze as they drew up to Addison’s.
     He could see the s t r e s s and tension already begin to build up in her, not
     to mention himself. So screaming about was not the way to go. But if that
     wasn’t the way to GO— what was?

     The palm of his hands ran roughly down his face, as if that at all would
     help him think or even calm him down from his thoughts that were
     speeding like a mile high race track. A father? He was going to be a
     father? The thought had never even crossed his mind. But not it was
     there… and much to his surprise fear wasn’t the only thing settling
     in his stomach. Joy was there. P u r e joy and he couldn’t shake the
     feeling away.

               ❝I can be ｄｉｆｆｅｒｅｎｔ I mean I can
           ＣＨＡＮＧＥ. We can have this kid Addison.
           We can have a family. ❞ The words slipped
           through his teeth as true as can be… or at
           least they were in his mind. But keeping to
           that promise…was something Mark might not be
           able to do.