Broken (Broken #1)

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propping the pillows up behind him. “Kids are
our only legacy.”
    “ I don’t know
what you mean.”
    He rubs his face with his hands
and pulls me to his chest, “I mean, I want a child with you. This
child, right now. Sure the timing isn’t great but it’s a situation
we’ll deal with together.” Warm hands grip mine and his eyes
implore me to see his side of things. “Please Gwenny. Don’t destroy
it.”
    “ Okay,” I
sigh and my head falls forward. “If this is what you want then
okay. We’ll do this.”
    He beams and pulls me to him.
“Thanks Gwenny. Honestly, it’ll be great.”
    I press my lips to his and
murmur against them, “I believe you.”
    Something flashes in his eyes,
something that makes me uneasy. I can’t be certain what it is I
just know I won’t forget it.
    “ Thank you,”
he whispers and presses his lips to mine. “I love you.”
    “ Me
too.”
    “ Hey,” he
gives me a squeeze and frowns. “If you’re going to say it make sure
you say it properly.”
    Eye roll. “I love you too.”
    He releases me and climbs from
the bed, “I’m going to make you some tea and whatever else you
want.”
    “ Okay,” I
smile sweetly at him and watch him leave the room with a heavy
heart.
    He reappears seconds later, “I
almost forgot.” Crawling onto the bed, he lifts my shirt over my
naval and kisses just above the waistband of my trousers. “Love you
baby Weston.” Oh god. I just melted.
    “ I’m sure he
loves you too.”
    He kisses my naval once more,
covers me up and rushes down the stairs.
    I definitely just melted.

Chapter
Five
     
     
    “ You’re six
weeks and three days.” She puts a circle around the foetus so we
can see it clearer. “This flicker is its heartbeat, this will be
his head eventually.” I stare mesmerised at the screen.
    I hear a choke next to me and
turn my head towards Caleb.
    “ Are you
crying?” I ask him, my lips twitching.
    “ No,” he
pouts, his hand holding tight to mine and his eyes on the
screen.
    The room is dark, only lit by
the black and green glow of the screen. The dim shine catches a
tear trail on his cheek, I wipe at it with my thumb and my smile
widens.
    “ Soppy.”
    “ I’m not
crying,” he protests with a smile. “I have something in my
eye.”
    “ Both of
them?” The scan lady remarks and I burst into a fit of
giggles.
    Caleb leans forward and presses
his lips against mine, “Love you Gwenny.”
    “ Love you
too,” I whisper back and deepen the kiss for a moment.
    “ I’ll just
print off some pictures,” the woman says, giving us some
privacy.

    I look into the eyes of my
fiancé and run my fingers through his longish hair. “Are you sure
about this Caleb?”
    A panicked gaze comes to mine,
“Aren’t you?”
    “ I am, that’s
why I’m asking you, because if you back out now I’ll be on my
own.”
    His shoulders sag, his thumb
strokes my cheek as his beautiful brown eyes meet mine, “I’ll never
leave you on your own Gwenny. Never. I want this more than you
know.”
    What’s that supposed to mean?
Why do I feel like something isn’t right about this? Of course I’m
happy, what expectant mother isn’t when she finally wraps her head
around it? It’s just… I can’t help but feel like Caleb is hiding
something.
    I’m probably being stupid.
Maybe it’s my extra hormones making me read into something that
isn’t there.
    “ Your mum is
going to kill me,” Caleb says, piercing my erratic thoughts and
making them pop into a million more.
    “ Oh shit.” I
never even thought of that. “We just won’t tell her until I start
to show.”
    “ I’m sure
she’ll get over it,” I can tell he doesn’t even believe his own
words any more than I do.
    My mum, though I love her, has
always provided me with what I need but I’ve never been more than
an inconvenience to her. When she finds out about this she’ll never
talk to me again. Part of me doesn’t care. The child in me still
wishes for her approval and

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