"Is it bad that I enjoy the sound of that?" I watch as Antonio smirks at my words. "Now you really are our little nymph, aren't 'ya?" he jokes back.I smile and wrap my arms around him, bringing his face down to mine. His face is so close to mine, and I have to resist the urge to press my lips against his right away. Instead, I press my forehead against his and gaze into his eyes. His beautiful fucking eyes. And fuck, suddenly i know that this, this feeling that i get whenever i look at him or nick, this shit is real. I was literally meant for them. "Do you know how much I love you, Antonio Rossi?" I glance down at his lips quickly before gazing at his eyes, noticing how much they have darkened with lust. “I love you so fucking much it hurt, baby.”He groans against my mouth, before pressing his lips against mine gently. I press mine against his more forcefully, but he pulls away to rest his forehead against mine. What the hell?I pout at him, making him laugh at me gently."I love y

Dear Nicholas and Antonio, I'm sorry, so very sorry. I fucked up. I really fucked up. I have lied to you both. Again. I have lied to you. After promising each other to be honest. After all of the times that you guys have trusted me with your story, with your secrets and demons. I still fucking lied to you guys. It was never my intention to do so. I have so much fucking love and respect and, fuck, just everything with you guys and for you guys. But I needed time. I needed more time. I wanted to tell you guys, but I also didn't. I didn't want you guys to hate me. I didn't want you guys to look at me the way that I've seen others do. If you guys did... If you guys looked at me the way that even I have looked at myself... It would fucking kill me. It would. Even now, a piece of me feels lost without you guys. But that is the consequece I must face for even ever lying to you guys. You guys deserve the truth. I know you guys may not want to hear the truth anymore. But

I had cried in Amandas arms as well, telling her everything that had happened to me. And I mean absolutely everything. The kidnapping. The murder. The twins. I had told her every little detail, even the details I did not have enough time to write into the letter. I had told her everything. But only after swearing her to secrecy. She agreed to keep my secret- or shall I say secrets- stating she owed me for all the secrets I kept for her over the many years of our friendship. "Hey, Chica. What's up?" I can hear the smile in her voice. Despite my current predicament, I can’t help but smile to myself. "Are you busy right now?" "Never too busy for you. I’m just procrastinating on these reading manuscripts that my boss wants me to look over for her. Wanna meet at the diner?" I nod, then remember she can't see me. "Yeah, I can be there in fifteen minutes or so?" She agrees, and soon I'm parking my car outside the diner that's a block away from our apartment complex. We a

We spent nearly two hours in the diner, as usual. After two hours of eating, crying, and venting, we decided to take a walk down the park across the street. “Do you know which option you are leaning towards?” Amanda questions, glancing down at me as we walk. I take a deep breath before responding. “Well, I'm not sure how much longer I have to decide. An abortion is still an option, I believe. But fuck, i dont think i can live with myself i i did it. So I think that is pretty much completely out of the window, you know?” She nods as a response. “I get it. Like I said, Stephanie could not live with it for a long ass time.” “Yeah, I can't even imagine going through that process. Besides, it's not that I'm not happy about being pregnant. I am happy. It's just a tough decision. I used to want to be a mom so bad. But then everything went down, and having to witness my family being destroyed, it broke me. It got to the point where I decided I would never have children. I didn't think

"Besides, I'm going to be there with you. So if they even step too quickly, I got you covered.” I laugh and pull away from amanda. “Thanks, mandy. I'm still scared, but I think I owe it to myself, to this baby, to figure out what the hell is going on. For better or for worse, right.” She laughs along with me. “Okay, so my bag is packed. I just packed light. I figure that we won't be there long. And if things go goof, then I still have all of my clothes that I left in my house before Dennis moved me here.” “Sounds like a plan. Our uber will be here in five minutes.” I nod at her before heading back into my closet. “I'm so freaking nervous to see them. What am I supposed to say to them?” I rummage through my jackets until I find a thick black hoodie. I throw it on and then look through my jeans. I find a pair of blue boyfriend jeans. Kicking off the leggings I had worn to the doctor appointment, i slide the jeans on. I slip on my slides and exit my closet to see Amanda fixing