Anna
Wedding Day
"I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss your bride." The officiant tells Chad, who pulls me closer and connects our lips in one fiery kiss.
After the reception is over, we head to the hotel, where Chad carries me to our room and lies me down on the bed.
"I plan on making you all mine, Anna." He says as he takes his shirt off and helps me with my dress.
After that's done, he gently pulls me on top of his lap, his bulge pressing against me in the right way as he gently removes our underwear and lifts me up. I bite my lip as I sink down onto him, feeling him stretch me out some.
"I love you." I say to him as he sits up, going even deeper inside me earning me to bounce a little as he flips us over.
"Hold onto me, Anna." He whispers as he starts to move inside me, each thrust hitting the right spots inside me. I let out some high pitched moans and a few squeals of pleasure when he gets a little rough with me and I get closer to the edge.
"I love you so much, Anna. God!" He groans out as he gets on his knees and begins to pound into me, earning gasps and cries of pleasure as he takes me to the edge of no return.
Eight weeks later....
I wake up in Chad's arms as he holds me after last night's love making session.
There is a high possibility that I'm pregnant and he got overly excited last night about it.
I get out of bed and walk into the bathroom, but only then notice the crimson red of blood sliding down my legs and drop to the floor in tears.
"Chad!" I scream and he races to me as I try to stay calm, realizing what is happening. I'm losing the baby.
"I gotta call 911, stay here baby!" He yells as he leaves me in the bathroom and grabs a cordless phone.
"I think she would have been around eight weeks, possibly nine. We didn't know if she was or not. Could you please just hurry!?" Chad yells at the operator, who sends an ambulance.
Chad
Hospital
"Well, from the looks of it, she miscarried one child. You guys, had she not miscarried one, would have been having twins. She's in room 487." The doctor tells me and I race upstairs to where she is.
"I love you both so much." I whisper to my sleeping wife as I wait for her to wake up.
Anna
Eight months later
July 12, 2008
"Here she is!" The nurse cheers as they hold up my baby girl, who had to be delivered by emergency C-section due to my high blood pressure.
"She's so beautiful." I whisper to Chad as the doctors work to get me stitched back up before taking me and our daughter to the recovery ward.
We name her Jessica Marilee Kroeger, after her aunt Jessica who passed away at 12 years old in a car accident.
I was 15, Chad was 16 and Ryan was 17 at the time of the accident and I watched as Chad fell into a hole of dark depression for years. For a while, I was the only one who could bring him out of it.
"She is so perfect, Anna. So perfect." Chad tells me as we hold our baby girl in our arms.
