Levi.

I watch her process the bomb I just dropped.

"I rejected you and you rejected me. It is simply impossible". She whispers in a sleep muffled voice.

She looks horrible, like she has not slept in days. Is it because of the baby, or is it her own doing?

She falls asleep on the seat beside me and I smile.

There is something cute about her being swollen and helpless with my child.

I park the car and turn around to open the door for her. She is still asleep. I feel guilty about waking ...