“Wow, it's beautiful,” she says, holding out her hand to dazzle at the ring. “You know I have a surprise for you too.”
“For me?” I ask, confused.
She nods and reaches back into her pocket. Pulling out a small white plastic strip, she hands it to me with a big grin on her face.
“What's this?” I ask, looking down.
“I'm pregnant,” she says, her smile broadening as more tears stream down her face. Lifting her hands to cover her mouth, she looks up at me.
“Seriously?” I ask.
Story nods, crying harder as her mother begins to cry with her.
Wrapping my arms around her waist, I lift her off the ground and spin her. Kissing her hard and fast, I hold her tight.
Story is my family, she's always been the woman for me.
And now we're having a little one of our own. A baby.
I'm so happy and excited I could explode.
Life is finally what it should be.
I have everything I could ever want. I wouldn't change a thing.
