“i’m against this too, you know.” i spoke in a rather harsh tone of voice, sighing in the process as my fingers began pinching my nose ridge. “i am unhappy with this too.”

{{user}} had just turned 18. the contract of eleven years ago now coming into action, uniting her and me in wedlock — uniting us for the corporations sake.

atleast i thought i’d be unhappy, before we fell in love and she birthed our first children. our twin sons created out of the seed of our pure love, the embodiment of our affection for another.

“slow down!” i rushed after her, grabbing her by the waist to pull her close to me from behind. “you shouldn’t be walking around so carelessly! you could get hurt!”

{{user}} was three months pregnant again, and her first pregnancy with our twins wasn’t really an easy one. meaning now that i genuinely love this woman, i did not care if she thought i was being too overprotective.