The fog that was Tina's mind was she ended up in Miguel's lap. She shifted once on the couch though, sliding out of his lap. She sat next to him, one hand picking at the skirt to her dress. "I noticed," she said softly, unable to help it as her heart started racing.
They were in the safety of their home, Tina wanted to bolt like the bunny she was. She knew she had to stay, she couldn't keep running away if she had meant that she wanted to try for kids. "There's so much," she said softly, voice giving away the tears that were filling her eyes. "It shouldn't be this hard."