desired was married, and worse, he would never look at her as his. Not this time. However, it was difficult to trust men, even more so those who had easy smiles and free charisma, which is the very personification of Guilherme. However, a man like him didn't need to become something more. A woman who doesn't trust A man confronted by the past Fate always seems to interfere A completely unexpected pregnancy Can love arise in the midst of not looking for it? Playlist A House We Never Built – Gabrielle Aplin Anxiety
– Julia Michaels feat. Selena Gomez Apple – Julia Michaels Biches Broken Hearts – Billie Eilish Deep – Julia Michaels Happy – Julia Michaels Jump – Julia Michaels feat. Trippie Redd Let You Love Me – Rita Ora Like To Be You – Shawn Mendes Lovely – Billie Eilish feat. Khalid Nicest Thing – Kate Nash No Matter What – Callum Scott Not My Ex – Jessie J Peer Pressure – James Bay feat. Julia Michaels Perfect To Me – Anne-Marie Shallow – Lady Gaga feat. Bradley Cooper Sucker – Jonas Brothers Take Me To Church – Hozier Then – Anne-Marie What A Time – Julia Michaels feat. Niall Horan When The Party's Over – Billie Eilish Worst In Me – Julia Michaels Dedicated to all the strong women who kill five lions in the morning Lions often disguised as care, affection, passion, affection, love. It's not, and we know it. At some point, we know. Foreword "you may not have been my first love but you were the love that made all other loves irrelevant" other ways to use your mouth Rupi Kaur Prologue ""I smelled like a rose, can I give you shots? No, I don't wanna fight, but I will if you want me to I don't swim, I just dive straight into those blue-green eyes [1] No, I don't wanna fight, I just wanna be."
I adjusted my mug and turned on the espresso machine. I walked towards the large glass door of the living room and placed one of my hands against the cold glass. A light rain was falling, which seemed to mark the city I loved so much. I was only wearing a sweatshirt that was twice my size, which belonged to my brother and which I had not given back since I was eighteen. My hair was tied up in a bun on top of my head and I was wearing only a pair of panties as a bottom. I looked at my feet with the socks with emojis and smiled: the perfect look for a rainy day indoors. In reality, I felt like I was forcing a smile. The previous night had left my heart in danger and anxious, and I had finally made my decision. I would tell Guilherme what I had kept so much and what I wanted so much. Maybe he would understand. Maybe he really understood. Maybe he wanted it. The sound of the espresso machine caught my attention and I left my perfect music video scene and went to the kitchen. I picked up my mug and for a second, a small flashback went through my mind. About everything I had experienced in the last few months, and I didn't even understand where I was going. I just went. At that moment, I finally understood why. The mug in my hands was proof that the path had only surprised me, but it hadn't been a mistake. I ran my hand over my belly and felt my heart race. Just a few days, and everything had changed, and I had begun to understand that there was a life there. More than two months, almost three, and for the first time, I was looking for the calm I needed in him or her. I suddenly felt anxious, even though I had never planned on being a mother. It happened...