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Violetta and I sat at the dining table. It had been a long day for me. Admitting my issues to Pablo was not pretty.

"Sooooo....things have calmed down now.... are you going to tell me about the big baby question? Violetta squealed. This means so much to her.

"Okay yes.. we can discuss the baby question." I replied with my tea in my hand.

Violetta looked at me eyes wide.

"Yesterday I went to visit my mum and I asked her why I just didn't know. She said that I don't know because it is something I won't consider-"

Violetta cut me off "No! You have to you have to!!!" She was screaming at the top of her lungs.

"Violetta! I'm not finished! Let me finish!" I laughed, this was something she was very passionate about.

"I won't consider it because I don't have someone by my side, I don't have someone to support that decision, to support me. I short I don't have anyone I love like that. If I did, then things could be different. But I know you want a definite answer so I will tell you Violetta that if there was someone then I would love to be a mother." I took a sip of my tea.

"Okay so I have another question, what would someone have to do to prove they loved you? How would you know that it was time for that?" She was really eager.

"They would have to know me. The important things." I reply.

"The important things? Like family, friends, birthdays?.." Violetta was confused.

"No. No! The Important things about me that they would need to know if they were going to be with me forever, the little important things." I sip my tea, it is going to go cold if I don't drink it quickly.

"Examples of these things?" Asked Violetta engrossed in the topic.

"There are only five things:

He would have to know my favourite flower.

He would have to know my favourite weather.

He would have to know my favourite hobbies.

He would have to know how I like to sleep.

Do you think you can guess the most important one?"

I grinned at her, she thought aloud for a few moments but since I did not confirm any of her guesses she gave up.

"Please just tell me the final one!!" She pleaded.

"Okay the final and most important one.... "

I took a sip of my tea,

"He would have to know how I like my tea."

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