Morgan POV

The weeks were fast to go, and it was the time for Tricia to make her decision of staying with me, or not. I looked up to the heavens and prayed hard that Tricia would accept me.

"It's great," I said, playing a game with Theresa.

My mind wasn't on the game but on the thought of Tricia.

"I know you are worried about her, but I believe that she would accept you," Theresa said, and I just smiled.

If Tricia wanted to leave me, good, and if she doesn't, excellent.

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