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𝟒. 𝐓𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐌𝐞 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠

I get her formula ready, and silently walk back to the table. Ransom is looking at Isabella's little hands, and smiles. He looks up again while I sit down, and smiles at me now. "She's adorable" he chuckles, making me laugh.

"Yeah, she really is! Hey cupcake, look what I got" I giggle, showing her the bottle to which she reacts with noises. Ever since she first giggled, she keeps doing it every day. She's so happy!

I take her out of her chair, lay her down in my arms the right way and give her the bottle. She can almost hold it own her own, I think that'll take only a few more weeks now.

"So what I wanted to say, is that we should get to know each other before they start asking questions. Maybe we can tell them that we were dating for... Maybe 3 months before we became a real couple?" I suggest.

"That sounds good, yeah. Maybe we can go for like, one month into the relationship now? So we wouldn't have been together for a long time yet" he adds, and I agree.

"That would be great, I think we should do that. So, tell me something about yourself!" I giggle, making him smile. "What do you want to know?" he asks in reply, smiling back at me.

"Um... Something simple, what's your full name?" I ask, getting a little curious about him while I make sure that Isabella is doing okay. "My full name? It's Hugh Ransom Drysdale, but I just go by Ransom" he replies, and I widen my eyes.

"Wow, that's a beautiful name! So, it's Hugh, actually?" I ask in reply, but he shakes his head. "No, it's Ransom. People don't call me Hugh, only my grandfather" he quickly replies again, so I accept that and keep calling him Ransom.

"And your family, were they all there except for your grandfather? Do you have any siblings?" I ask again, and he shakes his head. "No, it's just me. And yes, that was my whole family except for him. They suck, big time" he chuckles, making me laugh.

"So you don't have a good bond with them?" I ask, looking at Isabella for a second. "Not at all, no. They uh, they're insulting me pretty much all the time. I get it though, I insult them too so that's fine" he sighs, and I frown a little.

"I'm sorry about that... And um, how about friends? Do you have a big group of friends?" I ask, making him smile again. "Not at all, no. I'm on my own a lot, in my house with the doors closed" he chuckles, and I smile back at him.

"Can you tell me a little more? Maybe about the things you like to do? Things you just like in general?" I ask again, so he nods his head and starts telling me while Isabella finishes the formula. I put her back in her chair after helping her clean up and everything, and get ready to listen to Ransom.

"Alright, uh... Well, I like reading, or writing sometimes. I like watching movies, but only old movies or like, those movies in which they try to solve a murder mystery. I like that I have to think to understand them, you know?" he tells, so I nod my head and keep listening with a smile on my face.

"I like... I like spending money. I like my car, I like being in a fake relationship" he chuckles, making me laugh again. "Is there anything else about you that I should know? Things they might ask about?" I ask, getting really curious now.

"Nothing important, no. I'm 6'0 if you call that important" he chuckles, and I widen my eyes. "Wow, I already thought you were tall. I'm 5'1 so... Yeah, that's a pretty big difference. I'm glad I'm wearing shoes right now" I giggle, making him laugh.

"Alright, your turn. What's your full name, lady?" he jokingly asks, making me laugh again. "Um, it's Amelia-Rose Genevieve Monroe" I nervously reply, hoping that he won't find it weird.

"That's the most beautiful name I have ever heard, but you go by Amelia, right? Or Amelia-Rose?" he asks, and I softly smile. "I go by Amelia, yeah" I reply and he smiles back at me.

"Family situation, go" he adds, so I start telling him. "My mom's name is Angelina, my dad's name is Jackson and they're married. I have one older sister, her name is Sierra and she is 35 years old. I have a little brother, his name is Miles and he's 18. I have a little sister, her name is Mila and she just turned 16. And then there's this little angel, Isabella" I tell, while he nods his head.

"And she's from Sierra?" Ransom asks, pointing at Isabella which gives her the perfect opportunity to grab his index finger again. "No she um... She's from Mila. Mila got pregnant with Isabella when she was just 15 years old, but I'm kind of raising her I guess" I reply, getting a little nervous.

"Alright, so your sister was a teen mom? How about your older sister, does she have kids?" he asks again, accepting the fact that Mila was 15 when she got pregnant.

"Yeah, she was a teen mom. She is a teen mom actually, she's just not spending time with her daughter. I named her and the first night she spent out of the hospital, was with me. Anyways, yes, Sierra has twins. Two boys, Jack and Benjamin, 12 years old" I reply to him.

"So, you're basically Isabella's mom then? Does she mind? Why isn't she spending time with her?" he asks again, making me nervous because I have to tell him this.

"My um... Her mom is really sick. She's spending her um... H-her last months like a teenager, partying and doing whatever she wants without looking at her own daughter" I reply, trying not to tear up.

"I'm really sorry to hear that... Are you okay?" Ransom asks after a moment of silence, making me smile. "Yeah, yeah I'm um... I'm okay, I just think it's too bad that she won't spend time with Isabella. She's such a happy baby, Mila has no idea what she's missing" I reply, so he softly smiles back at me and nods his head.

"I have to go put her in her crib for a quick nap, I'll be right back" I giggle, standing up and trying to get her to let go of his finger. We both laugh about it, and once I got her to the crib and all cleaned up, I get back to Ransom.

I'm so proud of everything that Isabella already does! She's so young, but she's so happy and precious! I'm really glad that I get to be with her every day, and one day, I'll be with her every day because I'm her legal guardian.

"Okay, we can talk in peace now" I giggle, which makes him laugh again. "She's a really cute baby, kids usually want to slap me. How old is she?" he asks, making me smile.

"She's only 5 months old now" I reply, feeling proud of my little pumpkin. "Cute, really cute. So, tell me more about yourself. Same things I told you, what do you like and stuff?" Ransom asks again, so I start.