Chapter 69 (Part 1)

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The best or the worst of your life?

Harry’s P.O.V.

“What’s wrong?” Emma runs her fingers through my hair while we watch TV in her room.

I had been eating all the popcorn without noticing. I wasn’t even paying attention to what was happening on TV.

“I’m worried.”

“Wherefore?” Emma frowned.

“Ethan will be born a month before,” I whispered.

“It’s not supposed I should be the one worried about this? You only have to buy me ice cream,” she smiled and gave a little bump on my shoulder.

“Do you want some ice cream?” I asked looking down, meeting her eyes.

“It’s just a suggestion.”

“Come here,” I said removing the bowl of popcorn on my legs; I put it on the nightstand. I patted my legs and she sat on my lap.

She rested her head on my chest. I hugged her. Her hair gently fell down her back. She put both hands on her belly.

“There's something I want to tell you,” she whispered so quiet I could almost not hear her.

“I hear you,” I pressed my lips against her hair.

“After Ethan is born I want to return to college. I really want to finish college. You know that's my dream.”

“Yes... We'll talk about that,” I whispered.

She snuggled into my arms, hiding her face in my chest. I missed this. Just we two embraced, without doing anything else. Nothing to tempt the imagination. Minutes later she fell asleep. I turned off the television. I kept holding her, rocking her slowly as small murmurs escape my lips of a song that was playing distant in my mind.

Isn't she lovely

Isn't she wonderful

Isn't she precious

Less than one minute old

I never thought through love we'd be

Making one as lovely as she

But isn't she lovely made from love

Isn't she pretty

Truly the angel's best...

Emma's phone vibrated against the nightstand. I bit my lip, and though I knew better than to get into her stuff I took it and opened the message. I started reading the previous messages.

Emma: Thanks for today’s date :)

Jared: No problem. Remember, we have to give us another chance;)

Emma: Don’t doubt it. Why do not you come tomorrow? There is still cake:9

Jared: I thought we had finished all XD

Emma: Me too but I found another piece in the fridge.

Jared: Is there more ice cream? Like the one we shared. ;)

The messages went on and on. Some more were flirty than others. I read the last one, the one he had just sent.

Jared: Are we going for dinner tomorrow?

I wanted to respond him and tell him to stay away from Emma. But I couldn’t. I couldn’t do that. Emma was no longer anything of mine and that was my fault. I had to accept that Jared could be Ethan’s stepfather. My body shuddered as I thought of this.

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