What do we do with a love like this?

--Ashley’s POV--
Andy and Mikayla had gone to sleep and Morgan was curled up against my chest. A single finger running along her arm as we whispered a small conversation with each other.
“Do you ever want children?” I asked her.
“Yeah...I do. At least one to see what it’s like,” Morgan responded, her eyes closing as she talked. I asked another question.
“When would you like to?” She shrugged as an answer.
“Boy or girl?” I questioned.
“I’m fine with either...I’d still always love them…” She spoke only in whispers, and whenever she answered she took her time. It was as if these questions meant a lot to her and she didn’t want to mess up. I thought it was amazing.
“What about you?” She asked back. I shrugged.
“I don’t know...I’m 31. I would want them soon, though.” I said. Would I want Morgan as my wife? Would I want her as my child’s mother? I think I would. She is so passionate about what she does and stands up for what she believes. She seems to be such a good friend to Mikayla. But most importantly, I loved her.

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