chapter 78

MAY. “I told you I didn’t want to,” I snap. “And now, everyone is asking if I’m fat because you’re feeding me or putting a baby in me.” Ethan raises one hand in surrender as he pulls the door open for me. “You’re right, honey. You’re always right. What do I know? Absolutely nothing.” I scowl, growing more annoyed by the second. Lately, it’s harder to contain my emotions. Sometimes, I’m so happy, I could nibble on Ethan’s cheeks like waffles—and he lets me—other times, I’m so angry and irritated by everything that I stay in the guest room to avoid strangling him in his sleep for no reason. His grandmother and annoying cousins think I’m pregnant, but I’ve done the test twice and there’s nothing. My period is usually irregular, so it being late is nothing out of the ordinary for me. He mentioned getting checked at the hospital, just to get rid of all doubt, but I don’t want to find out yet. I don’t know, I’m freaking out about the entire thing. It’s easy to say you want kids until it