I was taking a shower for the first time in my summerhouse.
When I suddenly heard someone was knocking on the door!
I walked out and saw a scuba diver.
"Rajan? Hi!"
"Is this YOUR house? Wow, I wondered whose house it was." he said.
I grinned. "Yeah, my summerhouse."
I was snorkeling around in the water. Looking at all the things I saw underneath me.
After a while, I swam down there myself.
I collected stuff for my fishhouse.
Looked at all the fish swimming around.
At that evening I called Rajan, asked if he wanted to go out on a date.
He said yes and I drove to a café and bought some limepie, while waiting for him.
Then he came and I gave him a hug.
Our night ended wonderful.
And the following weeks we kept dating.
And I kept scuba diving.
Finding treasures I couldn't open.
Found some weird fish I didn't dare to catch.
And I drove home when the moon was on the sky.
Soon we found out I was pregnant.
Since I was starting to get a belly I wasn't allowed to scuba dive until the baby was born.
That was the most boring period in my life.
One day was atleast pretty good. RAJAN PROPOSED TO ME!
I remember me screaming and jumping into his arms.
A couple of months later, Kyan was born.
And he grew fast.
But surprisingly, I wasn't attached to him. He was just as any other kid I'd seen in my life.
Maybe I would change opinion...
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