Wendy just told Romero something that can make or break their relationship. When he starts to acted a bit differently she runs upstairs, unable to face his questionable cute cheeks and hair.
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(Romero pov.)

"Wendy... please wait..." I run behind the crying girl, the one from my dreams. She flashed to our bedroom. Slamming the door.

"Romero. There's nothing about it. Just leave me alone. I need to think this out." The dumb test, once sitting on the bathroom counter, now in my shaking hands.

"I want to help and I think I should- I need to be a part of this. If I'm really going to be a-" I sled down the door frame.

"Don't say it." She screams. The fear filled in her poor tears. I hated her being this way.

"Father... then I need to be a part of all decisions for the little guy. Or girl. Okay, please give me a chance."

"I don't know...I mean we're only 27. How can we be parents? And be a part of the guild?"

"No I am, your like 30?"

"Don't remind me." She sighs. "Fine. You get to tell the guild."

"Fine." I smile happily as she unlocked the door the on thing that keeps me from hugging her. As she walks up to my open arms. I pull her closer.

"That includes your father."

"I know, I know."

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That's it. Sorry.😞