Wedding ring

"Hmm... how many children do you want?" he suddenly asked.

I don't know if it's still early for planning or talking about this kind of thing. I shifted on my seat to face him. Okay. He was serious. I sighed and shrugged.

"Since I was an only child, wanted to have a big family. I like to have a big and happy family."

I grew up lonely. I wasn't like the other kids who stay most often outside their house. Playing with other kids. I stayed mostly at our house. Playing alone. I don't have someone to tell my secrets to. Don't have someone to share my toys with.

Kian was also an only child, but we are totally different. He's friendly.

People like to be friends with him. He gets along well with others. While I prefer to be alone. I just don't want to be judged.

Childhood memories and trauma made me this way. I fear socializing. I don't want people to be nice to me while I'm in front of them, then, later on, will say ill things behind my back. So, why bother to be nice and to please people if