Elizabeth Jones moves to New York following who she thinks is the love of her life, Toby. But things take an unfortunate turn when he breaks up with her. Will Elizabeth find love in the Big Apple?
Once I got to the store I grabbed a cart and began to shop. I bought everything we needed food-wise. After paying I drove to the nearest store and bought everything we needed for the room, except paint.
"Maybe this?" I asked myself. I probably looked insane talking to myself in the store.
"Miss? Do you need any help?" A familiar voice asked.
I turned around to see Blake staring at me. "Blake?" I asked as I turned around.
"The one and only. Do you need any help?" He asked.
"Oh, um. Just trying to find the right color to paint the baby's room. I'm having a girl." I hadn't spoken to Blake in forever.
"I'm sure she'll look just like you." He said.
"Thanks. She's going to be beautiful. I know it." I said, smiling.
"So, I'm guessing you want pink?" He asked.
"Yep. I might settle for purple. Maybe." I said.
"Well I can show some of my favorite pinks and purples and we can see what you think. How does that sound?" He asked.
"Sounds great." I said. We looked at all of his favorite colors. I settled on a beautiful purple.
(A/N: I'm interrupting your story for a moment. If you want to have an idea of what the room looked like look below. You're welcome! Bye)
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I arrived home. I unloaded the groceries and brought in the paint.
"Caden! I'm home! Where are you?" I yelled.
"I'm in the room at the end of the hallway!" He said.
I walked down the hallway with the paint in my hands. I was amazed when I walked into the room.
"This looks wonderful! When did you get a crib?" I asked looking at the crib he was putting together.
"I went out to the store a few day ago and got it. I bought the bookshelf while I was out." He answered.
"I brought the paint. If you don't mind I'm going to lay down. I'll come help you if you need me, just wake me up." I said, sitting the paint down.
"Thats fine. I love you." He said.
"I love you too. Thank you so much, Caden." I thanked.
"It's no problem. Go take a nap." He said picking up the paint.
I walked into the room and changed into my sleepwear. I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow. I was woken up by a Braxton Hicks contraction.
