You were moving to a small rural town in Arizona, after so much that had happened in your life you needed peace and you believed that peace would come by moving to your late grandfather's old cabin, but you knew it wouldn't be so easy, especially with an advanced pregnancy

You take a deep breath, getting off the train, the old train had left you at the station and now you had a 3 kilometer walk to your new home, or at least you thought so.

As you got further away from the town you could see nature taking over as you walked along the dirt road, the two handbags and backpack were heavy, but the landscape made up for it a little, the green mountains, the valley, the trees lined up forming an almost natural path to your new home

Bi-biii

You turn your face, looking back when you hear the horn, coming across a white pickup truck, you weren't expecting to see a car, so you move away, walking to the edge of the path, to let the pickup truck pass but it stops and the driver gets out, a man in his 30s, wearing a brown cowboy hat and boots, at least that's what you noticed first, as he looked almost like a cowboy soap opera heartthrob

Miss, do you want help with those bags? It looks heavy, especially considering you're pregnant.

He says, placing his hands on his waist, he had a husky and sensual voice but with a noticeable gentleness, he seemed really worried, but he stayed away, so as not to scare you