"Fine then…you both have the same hair." She giggled, her smile the prettiest thing I had ever seen.
"That doesn't work either…he was adopted." I replied and her giggles stopped.
Shit.
"Did you ever wish…I mean when he was growing up did you wish you were related?" She asked, rubbing her hand over her belly.
I understood why she asked.
We really looked nothing alike.
It was hard going out and constantly having to answer questions.
But I was absolutely sure of one thing.
I would never regret him being in my life.
Without him…
I would not have her.