-1Amita was waiting for Charlie to come over to her apartment. She told him they needed to talk and Charlie said he would be there as soon as he could. Amita paced up and down her bedroom. She was afraid of the news she had to give him. She didn't know how he would take it. Then she began to panic. What if he was angry? Suddenly a knock at the door stopped her thoughts. Amita slowly walked over to the door and opened it. She was greeted by Charlie's lips. The panic feeling that had engulfed her moments ago, was gone. She put her arms around his neck. Charlie slowly pulled away from her lips. Amita opened her eyes and the panic feeling came back.
"What did you want to talk to me about?" Charlie asked as she let him in.
Amita found herself speechless and decided to show him instead of telling him. Amita walked into the bathroom and came out within seconds with a white object. She handed it to Charlie and walked away. She stood with her back toward him. She didn't want to see his expression. For the first two minutes, Charlie and Amita didn't say anything. Charlie just starred at the object that Amita gave him. He understood what this was about and what it might, but he was still in shock.
"Amita, is it right?"
She didn't say anything, but nodded her hand.
"I'm sorry."
"It's not your fault."
"Are you angry with me?"
Amita didn't say anything but turned around with a surprised look on her face.
"Of course not, I thought you would be angry with me."
"I'm not. I'm shocked, stunned, and happy."
Charlie got up and pulled Amita into a tight embrace. Amita started crying but she was happy. Soon Charlie quickly let her go.
"I love you, Amita."
"I love you, too, Charlie."
Charlie put his hand on her stomach and whispered.
"And I love you, too."
The End
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