Amber's POV

We found out that Tiff broke up with the doc. Sometimes life is hard. They were such a good couple.

Meanwhile, Krystal and I were enjoying the pregnancy. The due date is in about a month. The baby moves a lot, I even have my doubts that it's going to be a girl, considering how hard she can kick. But considering she's a Jung, it might as well be. 

That day we were at home, I sat bored in the living room, waiting.

“Jung Soojung, hurry up, will you?” I said in frustation.

She changed her clothes for the 10th time already.

“Jung Soojung, can we please leave before my hair turns gray?” I whined again.

“Arraso, arraso!” She said and grabbed her bag “Happy?!”

“You do know that it's not normal that someone needed 2 hours to get ready. We are going to buy a baby crib, we're not going on a date. ”

She just rolled her eyes but as we were about to leave the apartment she said, “Oh wait, I think I need to go pee again. Don't even think of protesting, it's not my fault that your little Princess squeezed my bladder”

I need to stop myself from smiling but I can't. MY little Princess, she said. Mine.

She came back minutes later and I was still grinning.

“Why are you grinning like a dork?” She said.

“Oh nothing” but I still can't stop smiling “Let's go”

I cleaned the other room yesterday and made a baby room out of it. After a long search we finally found a crib and a buggy we liked. Krystal looked so tired.

“Let's go home” I told her.

“I still want to buy some baby clothes”

“Aren't you tired?”

“A bit, yeah. But I think I'm okay”

“We'll go straight home afterwards, okay?”

She nodded.

Oh my God, these baby clothes are beyond cute, I want to buy them all. I lifted a pair of shoes “Look, Krys, they're so tiny” I squealed.

She just laughed. She picked a brown shirt  “What do you think?”

“It's fine, but can we get those in another color?”

“I think this color is fine”

“But a little girl should wear something more colorful”

“We don't even know if it's a girl”

“It IS”

“You don't know”

“I know it”

“You are not a prophet. Now let's just get this one”

“NO!”

“YES!”

“NO!”

“Can I help you?” A middle aged woman appeared on the side.

“Tell her that brown is not the color for a baby girl” I said.

“We don't even know if it's a girl” Krystal talked back

We started to bicker again, the woman tried not to smile “I guess it's your first, eh?”

We stopped fighting and nodded.

“Why don't you get this one instead? I think green would look great” She gave us the same clothes but with soft green as its color.

“It does look nice” I said.

Krystal nodded.

The woman helped us get some more clothes.

We were so tired as we got back home and sat ourselves on the sofa. Pfuuhh shopping is hard.

Krystal went to the toilet for the 300th time today.

She had this worried look on her face as she got back

“You okay?” I said

“I guess” she said “I've been having cramps since an hour or so”

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