Bab 163: The possibility

~Noelle~

"Are you sure you want me to take you to Greece?" Atticus inquired. Milo was asleep in one of the chairs behind me, and Micah sat next to his feet. Atticus had this…. I guess plane? He wouldn't let me see he exterior, but it could go anywhere in the world.

Opal is gone. I do miss her but she's helping me contact my husbands. It's been months without them. I can't say that I like it, but the excitement of being able to see them again is enough to make me consider doing something this fucking crazy while carrying a child. 

"Yes. I'm sure. That's the-"

"I know. You've told me a thousand times."

"And yet you keep asking me." I growl, slapping the left side of his face. I fold my arms, and turn my head back to peer out the large glass window. 

"Ouch. Damn, you're getting more violent."

"Don't be a bitch. That was an easy slap. I've done worse."

Atticus chuckles under his breath. "And you're proud of that?"