Chapter 18 Aren't Fated To Be Together

• Amanda
• “Fun?” I wrinkled my nose as Summer threw the word out so casually, like having a child was just a game.
• “Of course!” she chirped, leaning her chin on her hand, her eyes lighting up as though she’d been waiting for me to say something like that all along. “Do you know how fun kids are? If you have a daughter, you can dress her up all pretty, like a real-life doll! It would be like playing Project Makeover in real life.”