*River*
"Dad, do you love mommy?" My daughter asked me as I stood there in complete shock.
"Of course, Tess." I frowned at her, "Why would you ask that?"
"Cause you were sleeping and saying, I love you but I'm married." She frowned.
"I love your mommy, Tess. More than anything." I stated.
"Tess can you leave us alone for a while?" Ramona walked in the room and my body froze.
Tess laughed at us as she ran away to go find Dice most likely. Ramona looked at me and sat down at the table across from me. Her eyes were blood shot as she looked up at me from the table.
"It wasn't just a kiss, was it?" She let a tear fall.
I couldn't lie.
"I tried to stop it." I gulped, "Please don't leave me. Nothing like it will ever happen again I promise, Ramona. I love you."
"Please go." She stood up and wiped her tears away, "Get your stuff and get out."
"But Ramona-" I started.
"No, River." She cried, "You're my mate. You're supposed to protect me and love me forever. Not anybody else. But...you love her."
"Not the way I love you." I wasn't lying. I loved Bianca but I loved Ramona more.
"Please pack your things and go." She looked down at her feet, "I'll text you the address for the football game tomorrow."
"Please." I begged.
"Go." She whispered.
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*Isis*
"What do you mean you don't like the name Amidi anymore?" I groaned.
"It's just...I don't know. I just don't like it. I think we could do better." Brantley said.
"Okay, let's spit ball some names than." I grumbled while sitting up with my back against the wall.
"Rose." He said.
"No, how about Heather?" I asked.
"Eh..nah. Jane?" He asked.
"No. Jamie." I said.
"No." He growled.
"Hey hey, what's going on here." Dicen said as he walked into the room.
"Picking a new baby name." I stared at Brantley wide eyed for all of a sudden deciding he wants a different name.
"What's your name?" Brantley asked my belly as he poked it.
She kicked and squirmed around in my belly as Brantley laughed at me for flinching. He smiled at me and helped me stand up.
"You're getting big."He smiled.
And the tears flowed down my face. What's that supposed to mean? That I'm fat?
"So I'm fat." I cried, "Cool."
"I didn't mean it like that." He growled.
"You did too!" I cried.
"I did not babe, stop crying." He wiped my tears away and gave me a tight hug.
"I'm sorry." I cried.
"It's okay." He laughed, "Ya know, I'm gonna win this final alpha contest."
"Are not." I pulled away from him and smiled, "Just because I'm having the baby doesn't mean you'll win!"
"It kind of does." He chuckled as my mom walked in the room.
Her eyes were blood shot and puffy. Her face swollen from tears and crying. My heart sank as she told us to sit down.
"We need to talk about something." She said.
"What?" I asked.
"Your father and I...are taking a break."
