Chapter 12

• As I gazed by the window of the balcony, I could not help but let out a sigh. What was all these? What was I doing? How was I to explain to my parents that I was getting married, more so, about to have a baby in nine months. It was all just too much. For me, and my hormones.
• “The view is really nice. I always come down here whenever I feel stressed.” Gideon spoke lowly as he rested on the wall, facing me. I chided myself internally not to blush. It was all just so simple to get myself riled up by him.
• “Good for you. I guess I’ll talk to you later.” I said, trying to walk past him and into my room. I moved into the penthouse with him few weeks ago and together; we were planning to travel down to my parents by the weekend.