.+|I love you but you don't.|+.

[Chapter 5.]

Sasha was putting Oliver in his highchair, going over to Anne's fridge, grabbing some baby food. Sitting down, feeding Oliver. Oliver giggled, eating it quickly.

Sasha smiled, picking him up, wiping some food off of his cheeks. Making him laugh, clapping his
hands.

Sasha carried him upstairs, letting Oliver play with her fingers. "You look a lot Like her." Sasha touched his cheek, he was pretty much a copy of Anne, just with black hair instead of brown.

Sasha sat in his nursery, rubbing his back. Trying to burp him, he was pretty much falling asleep in her arms, she giggled. Putting a towel near his mouth, he finally spat up. She wiped off his mouth. He closed his eyes, falling asleep in Sasha's arms.

Sasha smiled, then heard Anne come in. "Hi Sasha." Anne mumbled, hiding her face in Sasha's arm, sniffling.

"Hi Anna banana." She stood up, holding Anne close. Making Anne blush, this was new. Those feelings from Highschool were coming back.

Anne looked at Oliver, picking him up, kissing his cheek.

"He wasn't a hassle for you?" Anne looked up at Sasha. Smiling.

"Nope, he was completely fine. Just ate and fell asleep."

"You'd be a great mom," Anne smiled, kissing Sasha's cheek. Then walked out of the room. Sasha smiled, she flapped her hands. Cheering to herself quietly.

A few weeks later.

Sasha was quietly holding Oliver, making her and Anne lunch, Sasha had moved in last week. Her cat grime was cuddling with Anne's cat domino 4.

Anne came down, looking at Sasha. She was about to enter another meeting in ten minutes, she smiled. She was grateful Sasha could cook.

"Thanks Sasha, I'm slammed at work right now." She grabbed her lunch, smiling.

"Oh no problem, I'll make you some more for tomorrow too!" Sasha grinned, hugging Anne tightly, Anne couldn't stop blushing. She knew this feeling, she was falling in love.

She nuzzled Oliver's head, kissing his nose. "Make sure to feed Oliver too!" Anne ran off, making Sasha chuckle.

"I ain't letting your son starve!" Sasha laughed, tickling Oliver. Oliver cooed loudly. Hugging her arm.

"Yeah, you're so handsome." She kissed his cheek, then sat on the couch, eating her lunch quietly. While staring at the tv. Oliver slept on her chest, he was tired from playing. She sighed, looking down.

I love you but you don't love me.

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