“Nah. I don’t think you understand. Like, I really fucking love you, Halo. Deep, deep in here,” I explained to the best of my ability, pointing at my chest. “And, what’s worse is I knew. I been knew. I knew the moment I saw you in Target and I had this rush of emotions seeing you pregnant. I, immediately, felt like that was supposed to be my luck. That was supposed to be our future. I was salty as fuck, trying my hardest to smile through my frustration with our status… or lack of status.
