Chapitre 112: I'm Not

Demyan 

"Malia, I'm stressed okay," I sighed, "I never planned to have a baby at this age."

"Neither did I," She snapped, "My body is going to change and who knows how I'll look after I give birth. I may never dance again because of it. I could kiss my career goodbye already but you know what? You'll still be able to dance. You'll still be desirable. I could lose everything but the one thing that comforted me is at least I'll have you."

"And you will," I argued, "I'll always be there for you and the baby Malia. Don't make it seem like I'm a complete monster."

"Then start acting like someone who is excited!" she yelled, "Since the baby you've changed completely."

"I told you I'm stressed and I'm scared. I don't know what you want me to say."