Then why is he dying to have a baby? Does he just want to torture me by letting me give birth to a baby? Or does he want to have a baby with someone else?*

‘A girl?’ Carlos pondered. The man, who had always wanted a boy, hesitated right now. ‘A girl…’

The couple were immersed in their own thoughts. Without giving Debbie a straight answer, Carlos held on to her, who had wrapped herself tight in the down jacket again, and led her outside the door.

“I’ve arranged our trip to Maldives,” he said.

“We’ll go there after spending the New

Year in New York. Then, after the end of next semester, you’ll be studying in the UK.”

Digging her fingers into her ears, Debbie repeatedly nodded her head

treated her well, of course she’d do what he

would be okay with it as long as he was by her side. But her best friends would be sad. Next year,

along without protest, Carlos was

he planted a kiss on her

got a surprise

Debbie asked

into her eyes and said, “You’ll have to wait till we’re back

racked her brains trying to figure out what it might be. She even asked Carlos for clues, but the stoic man would not

window. Confused by the unfamiliar scenery outside, she turned to Carlos and asked, “Where are we going? Aren’t we going back

of the long ride, keeping his company running smoothly. It took dedication and drive to use your spare moments to work, but Carlos had those in spades.

Debbie kept quiet. She knew he didn’t Like to talk to her when he was on the phone. So she pulled out her own phone again, and scrolled

later, the car started to slow down. Up in the driver’s seat, Emmett reminded Debbie, “Debbie, take a look out the

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