Becca.

My heart was pounding as I got into the car with security in tow. I needed to confirm this with the hospital clinic, and luckily they could see me right away. A bright, happy smile was plastered on my face as we drove through the city to where I’d hopefully be told the test was right.

We pulled into the garage and parked. I got out, trailed by security, which helped me feel extra safe. James had offhandedly mentioned moving from the large family ...