His Bittersweet Regret

Opal Morgan was always meant to be mine.

And she was, right up until I let everyone else inside my head and threw her away.

Six months after our last goodbye, I was on another lackluster date, regretting my life choices, when I finally saw her again.

She took my breath away for more than just one reason, the biggest being the well-rounded baby bump she couldn't hide behind her bulky sweatshirt.

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Marshall Kennedy was my one true love.

There had never once been a doubt in my mind, even as eve...