I cannot begin to describe how nervous I was,hyperventilating whilst procrastinating telling the women I have grown to love so dearly, about my double life that I have managed to keep quiet about for so long.Not only had I recently confessed my love for her but I also received the approval from her father to request her hand in marriage. I'm well aware that I've mad bad choices and irresponsible decisions and to say that all of the agreements I made were not thought through and were spur of the moment would be a complete lie. With the women I love standing in front of me,her flaming locks of auburn hair and eyes of emerald green starring at me so fondly,I could only pray to god himself that she wouldn't leave me.A man who had allowed her to fall in love with someone she didn't know the complete truth about. I have always had that dominant and possessive side to me,but ever since I met this beautiful,elegant women that side of me had withered away.....at least that's what I thought. If those two words hadn't have left her mouth,I know as hard as it would have been I would've been able to let her go. Those two words that stirred everything up more than needed be....the words that made me risk my life on several occasions for this women. 'I'm pregnant'..... The day my fathered abandoned me was the day I vowed if I ever was lucky enough to be blessed with a child,I would be there for that child no matter what.
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