Sahara's POV

I cried the entire flight back to Virginia. Ethan has traits about him that are so freaking sweet. I wiped my tears thinking about my royal ass room that he decorated for me.

On the other hand, there are apparent signs that Ethan is controlling. I'm not sure how he found about Juice. We never said that we were going to try a relationship. Living him shouldn't feel like I am trapped, and cannot enjoy life.

I turned in my bed in my old bedroom at my mother's house.
My mother came into my room and sat on the side of the bed. She brushed the hair out of my face."Why did you tell me you left Virginia to go live with this man?" She asked.

I shrugged. "Ma, I don't know. I didn't want you judging me."

"I saw you were trending on Twitter last week and I saw a picture of you two. He's a nice looking man," My mom said.

"I don't know what we're doing. He believes we are in a relationship, and I don't want one until we're both on the same page."

"His logic is old school. At least, you didn't have a shotgun wedding. What's the real reason you left?" She inquired."Jealously. Ethan found out I hung out with Juice. My friend from Japan and it wasn't anything serious. We were on a good page, and he just brought him up out of the blue," I confessed, looking into my mother's eyes. I didn't want her to feel disappointed in me.

"You two don't know each other, and you're bringing a baby into the world. Parenting isn't going to be easy."

" I know," I took a deep breath and sat up against my pillows. I looked down at my belly and rubbed it. "I want to be an amazing mother and start wrestling again. I don't know how I will do both," I said.

"It's gonna take a bit of work love. Don't worry, though, because I am behind you every step of the way," My mother reassured me. The doorbell rang.

"I'll be back love," She said. I had so many text messages from my friends. I didn't want to talk to anyone right now. I decided to text my girl, Indya back.

Indya: Babygirl... you okay? I saw your Snapchat.

Me: No, I am not. But, I have to do what I need to do.

Indya: Let me guess he wanted to keep you in the house like a kept woman. Another guy paid you attention? He found out and boom he got mad.

Me: Some thing like that...

"I am sorry, Sahara," Ethan said standing in my bedroom with flowers, causing me to drop my phone on my face. Why the hell would my mother let him in the house?