An advice from a neighbor

Larisa's pov

Why wouldn't I continue to love Dylan? Initially, I had my doubts about whether he would accept what I had to tell him. Deep down, it was a test, and he didn't know that I was about to judge him based on his response.

From what I gathered from Dylan's parents, he didn't like visiting his hometown. And after he shared with me what Taylor had done to him, I understood why he rarely went there. But because of the love he had for me, he had decided to accompany me to Taylor's house when it’s due for me to give birth.

I still remember when Dylan took his phone and called Taylor, saying, "Hi Taylor, I have seen Larisa..."

"That's wonderful," Taylor sounded genuinely excited, and Dylan put his phone on speaker mode so that I could hear their conversation clearly.

"But she mentioned something that makes it difficult for her to come."

"What's that?" Taylor asked eagerly.

"She said she can't come alone to your house. Why is she so afraid? Have you ever hit her whe