Chapter 32

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Spencer

2 weeks later.

6 weeks till Cassidy's wedding.

The kids and i are staying in my barn.

Technically it's a loft now but we still call it a barn.

Before i got pregnant the girls helped me fix it up.

"I'll be back. I just have to run out" i tell Amber and Roshaun

"Okay. Love you mommy" they smile as they sit down to watch a movie with my mom

I head out to the store having to pick up some pads, also craving brownies.

When ever i'm on my period i crave brownies.

I walk into walmart and head to the pharmacy.

I turn the corner to avoid having to say 'excuse me' to the many people who decide to just stop in the middle of the aisle.

"Toby" i gasp, almost literally running into him.

"Spencer?!" his eyes widen.

He looks better then ever.

"Hi" i mumble

"What are you doing her" he asks, confused

"Cassidy's wedding" i mumble

"Oh yeah, right"

"You look good" i nod

"Thanks. You look good too" he gives me a small smile

"Hows life?" i shrug.

"Lives good. What about you? Hows life?"

"Good" i nod

"How are Amber and Roshaun?" he questions

I gulp knowing i'm the reason that he never built a relationship with them.

That they don't know him.

"They are good. Bigger but great" i smile

"That's great"

I stare at him, feeling obligated to apologize

"Listen Toby. I am sorry, i should've called or responded i was ju-"

"I know, don't worry"

"Okay" i mumble

"Are they here with you?"

"Not here physically with me in walmart, but yeah they are here in rosewood"

"Would i be able.... To...i don't know, see them?"

"Yeah, they wouldn't be here without you right? They are your kids as much as mine" i nod, just trying not to think about the fact that he's engaged

"Thank you" he smiles

"Anytime"

It's quiet for a bit.

"Um, so it was nice seeing you. We'll catch up. Bye Toby" i nod and head off

"Bye Spencer" he responds.

I head to the pad section,

"Do you need some help?" i ask the blonde girl im flats who is struggling to reach the top shelf that holds the good pregnancy tests.

"Oh my god, please" she begs and i chuckle.

"So i guess being forced to wear heels, or shoes with some type of heel pays off"

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