Emilie paced the hospital floor. She was deep in thought and couldn’t shake the feeling away. Questions were on her mind. Was she ready for something like this? Could she take care of the children? She wrung her hand hands as a way to center herself on the biggest question that popped into her mind.
Was this something she want?"
Emilie thought they would have gotten a dog together and purchased their first item together before a child because she thought it would give her ten years to prepare herself. Emilie thought about her family and their beliefs. She was sure that they would be mad that she didn’t marry Alicia before getting her pregnant.
“Emilie.” Samantha tapped her shoulder.
She stopped her pacing and looked towards her. “Yes, Sam?” she fixed her hand.
“I have been calling you for half an hour. Alicia is about to be discharged. What’s up? Why you’re burning a hole in the floor?”
Emilie sighed, “She’s pregnant.”