Renegotiation

Maraïda's POV

Jared didn't lie. He never left me alone. Well except when he went to work, which he had been doing a lot lately. It had been two weeks after we left the hospital. He had moved into my room; not move in literally. He just spent a lot more time in there with me: watching me while I sleep, keeping me company when I am awake. One time we talked about naming the baby.

Our baby!

"If it's a girl, I want us to call her Jena, Jena Shenko."

"Jena?" I cut him off, "That's awfully unusual. Not a lot of people name their children that, It's kind off a rare unique name."

"I know. That's why I want to name her that. My mother was called Jena. I would lobe to give her that, name my first girl child after her. But, if it is a boy, I'm thinking Jared."

"What? You can't give your son the same surname as you,"

"And who said I can'