Prologue:My name is Amelia Loveland and live in Lunar Lakes. This town is such beautiful place to live and having heard of so much sadness and turmoil in other parts of the country, I feel blessed to live here. I am trying to fulfill my lifelong dream of becoming a rock star, but at the moment it is not going to well.
My boss knew I was having a rough day and come up to me and gave me a ticket to a ball game. I didn't care for sports that much, but decided to try something new for a change. I left immediately and headed for the stadium. As I was watching the game, I happened to notice a tall, good looking and blonde player and I couldn't take my eyes of him. I guess I had sat there for an hour mesmerized by this blonde cutie, when I felt an elbow in my side. The woman next to me said, "cute, huh?". I didn't realize I had been that obvious. She continued by saying, "don't bother honey, he loves his women and you would just be another hole in his belt loop". With that, she got up and walked away, which I realized that it was the end of the game and there was only myself and a few other people left in the stands. Needless to say, I headed straight for the entrance and waited for this man, which I soon found out his name was Petre Stewart. The name sounded familiar, but couldn't quite place it. He finally came out of the stadium and he stopped dead in his tracks when he saw me. I thought, what, do I have something on my face, a rip somewhere. He came over and introduced himself and well, the rest is history, as you will find out.
For months we dated and I finally ask him to move in with me. He didn't hesitate for a moment and life went on. We were so in love with each other.
I knew this man and I were made for each other, but did he know it. He knew I knew of his past romances and he swore those days were over, now that I was
in his life and the matter was dropped.
We each went to work and the days got longer and hotter, before we knew it, Leisure day was here and Stewart and I decided to go have some fun.
Macho man there thinks he is going to win, ha, I have news for him.
I am not sure what move that is, but I can't laugh with my mouth full.
Ok, Mr. Macho, feeling a little sick are we. I beat him, but neither of us won the contest. I was distracted, someone behind us kept writing something in a tablet. I have to have some excuse, ya know.
After the excitement, I really wanted to go skating, but Petre had something he wanted to tell me.
I was not expexting this, but I already knew what my answer was, if ever he had decided to pop the question.
After all of this excitement, I started feeling a little faint and Petre caught me before I fell to the ground and proceeded to take me to the hospital, just in case.
The news wasn't good. I had some type of infection, but, the doc gave me some medicine and told Petre I had to rest for the next few days.
As soon as we got home, my phone rang and it was the hospital. It was a very rude nurse that said, "sorry hon, tests results came back and you and hubby can't have kids of your own". *click* I just stood there, numb and Petre had to put me to bed. I closed my eyes, but could feel Petre standing watch. What a crummy ending to such a perfect day.