𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑:
This is 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐍𝐄 of my Shatter Me series, please read this book 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 reading the second one.
If you do 𝐍𝐎𝐓 like fast-paced storylines or plots then this story is not for you.
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"Undress yourself and kneel in...
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Complications & Another Pregnancy?
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1 month later - 2 days after new year's
Anothermonth had passed and I was already in my second trimester. I was finally starting to show more. Hunter had taken the semester off to focus more on us and the company.
We had spent New Year's Eve and New Year's with Hunter's family. After we had came back from New York, we changed some things around the house.
We even went grocery shopping for the very first time together this morning before Hunter went in for work.
Eden's and Hunter's phone call
"I really wish you didn't take the semester off Hunter, seriously." I said to him as I started to put the groceries away.
"It's fine, Eden." He said to me through the phone on the other line. "Don't worry about it too much." He said as he tried to reassure me.
"You could've at least done some online classes or something." I said to him as I put the remainder of the groceries away.
"What's for dinner tonight?" He questioned me to try and change the subject.
"Don'ttry to change the subject, I still want to —" I managed to say before I heard the doorbell ring. "Hold on, someone is ringing the doorbell." I said as I closed the refrigerator door and walked towards the front door.
"You expecting visitors? Without me?" Hunter questioned me on the other side of the line.
"No, I'm not I have no clue who this could be." I walked over to the front door, opened it, and a woman was standing there.
She looked down at my stomach and I looked down at hers, we were both pregnant.
"H-Hi, I'm sorry I'm looking for Hunter." She said as she stumbled over her words. "I went to the university looking for him, but they told me had moved out and gave me this address instead." She said as she handed me the paper with the address written down, it was indeed my — our address written on there.
"Who are you?" I questioned her with furrowed brows as I looked at her.
"That can't be Addison, what is she doing there?" Hunter questioned from the other side of the line.
