I WANT A CHILD

July would turn thirty six tomorrow and she had been very adamant about not celebrating her birthday. She made the same very clear four years ago.

Celebrating her first birthday when Knox finally returned to her side had been lovely. She loved it when his eyes were on her and treated her the way she would never forget. It didn't mean that he didn't do that on a daily basis, but he made her feel extra special on her birthday.

However, the joy didn't last long, as the realization hit July very hard when she realized that she was aging. She was one more year old and this bothered her.

Since then, she didn't like it when someone mentioned her birthday. She didn't want to celebrate it at all or even remember such a thing.

Yet, it was only her wish if she could erase the day she was born from her head, the more she tried to forget it, the more she remembered how old she was.