Are you ready to save me-girl not that refurbished!

I'm a tough girl. Own little beauty, there are many guys pursued me so I was born the characteristic. Compared with these guys running in my opinion, he is the most normal guys. But not because of that that I am cooking. The problem was I was intrigued by a man romantic streak. He came to my party with these words, flattering juicy spoof. I thought Sun was hot, believe I can control every man inside yourself. That is the mistake made me bear the suffering today.

Not that refurbished ...

I love like moths to a flame. I don't what to membranes around themselves. In that time, he also still in my sidebar, approach me but I refused. He's near my house, I love my family, but that doesn't mean anything when I'm in love stupid as a crazy person.

School-University graduate, is also the time I carry belly over 3 months. I'm puzzled to find her boyfriend with the hope he will help me get rid of this fear. I have been a pride of the family, the husband not that I refurbished the this is clearly a slap in the face his parents Christmas sky. But the most important lifetime ahead of me will with abortion in the belly, not occupation, not my husband?

Right on the harsh, he, at the most to my sidebar. Actually, I'm always in my sidebar, I just not to you. He volunteered as the child's father and will marry me. Initially, I welcome any other such as the rơn are drowning socks are piles. I nodded agreeing to marry me to run ... belly. I think I will find the burden you get yourself to people you love. Europe is also the compensation for both rather than me taking advantage of him.

But, conscience gradually awaken in me. When you're done preparing for the wedding, convincing, lo of money and then also take care of me because I am in the first three months of pregnancy, I again feel I too cruel. You better then the more I find myself unable to accept. I have as of today not because I am just a victim, apparently, because I choose to love it, Live it so now I have to do it yourself. Why I can put things up?

Now, you're so good to me, like a child who covet the sweet candy once wish would cherish, cherish. But I am afraid that the selfish and jealous of the man and will make you persecute, and this child, and all the jute. No one can say anything.Now what should I do? I am very eagerly preparing for the wedding but I just hurt the Manor of medium current fear of the future. Should I proceed to the marriage or not? If stopped, my future? Expecting people to give me an outlet, I almost desperately.=