Today
My name is Margareth Welds, I am 29 years old. I live in Seattle in a 2-story home with my husband Niccolo. Ohh, I must've forgot. My name is Margareth Welds-Thompson. I had a brain injury and I think I have recovered well. Nicco and I got married in Madrid two years ago. I still work in Hampton's as a private attorney and Nicco is still with S.A.H.I. It's almost his birthday and I will give him the gift I've been itching to tell him for two months now.
"Happy birthday, honey." I said.
"Where's my gift?" He asked
"Wait here, I bet you'll be surprised."
"Oh my God, are you going to be in your lingerie and do sexy dance when you get back? Man I'm so excited." He laughed
"We already did that. This is much better than that."
"Are you divorcing me? I am the hottest husband in the world and you wont find anyone like me."
"Oh, shut up." I said and walked inside our room to get my gift.
"Are you ready?"
"Uh humm.."
"Close your eyes."
"Closing eyes." He said
I opened my hand with a small box and asked him to open it. His eyes widened as he cover his mouth in shock. It's my pregnancy strip with two bright lines.
"That's my gift for you, for now. But it will be late for 7 more months."
"I can't believe we're pregnant! I'm so happy Maggie. I love you so much."
"We love you more"
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The Hypocrite
Mystery / ThrillerCareer oriented, firm and unmovable Scarlet will discover what happened to the dreaded things she managed to escape for a long time. Scarlet is having the time of her life. A control freak, 'get-a-hold-of-yourself kind of girl that has everything...
