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[Solomon]

Why did she say 'no'? I mean-I just randomly said it without even knowing until I was informed. I should apologize for making things awkward now.

"Solomon~!" It's her.

"Oh, hi Sheba." I said turning around. I then noticed Arba and Falan, "Arba and Falan are with you. Do you need anything?"

"I wanted clarification that you meant what you said to (name)." Falan giggled.

"And I wanted to see if it was true." Arba smiled.

"So do I!" Sheba added.

Was what I said true? Do I want (name) to have my children? I never felt this way before about anyone, why now?

"I'm not sure yet if what I said is really what I meant. I was just thinking out loud."

"More like saying what you want to happen out loud." Falan laughed while slapping my back, "You should tell her again, this time be more passionate about it. More forceful~!"

"Maybe not forceful." Arba insured.

"Maybe your right, not about the forceful part."

"What- no! I know (name), she wouldn't want to go through the same thing twice." Sheba applied, "Just forget about this whole situation-"

"I CAN'T." I replied seriously, "It may be easy for you to forget, but not me, I love (name). It may just be my brain shutting down and saying random stuff, but I do love her with all my heart."

"Solomon... fine whatever, go after her! Find out what she has to say!" she yelled as she stomped on the ground and walked away.

"I'll go after her." Arba said running off.

"Do what you need to do. I want lots of little girls and boys running through the halls, and I want Tess to have someone to marry." Falan said quieting her voice as she got to the last sentence.

"I heard that."

"I know."

She is right thought, I have to do what I need to do.

. . .

"(Name), I need to talk to you!" I said knocking on her door.

"Please go away, I'm busy." she said tiredly.

"Please~."

"Fine." I heard footsteps coming to the door. She swung it open. She might be mad about what I said, "Come in."

She moved out of the way and I walked in. Her room smelt good, smelled like [Favourite Flower].

"What do you want?" she asked angrily. She is angry.

"I want to know why you don't want to have my child- I mean a child in general." I asked her.

"Sorry Solomon, but could you please leav-"

"Not until you tell me why!"

"Because-"

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Sorry for it being short, I got lazy.

Also, thank you for the 1.1K reads.

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