Lost Love (Prologue)

I was always a quiet girl, why was it such a problem for me now? He never cared about me being quiet or shy before. Scarlett thought to herself as Alex was drinking with his mates yet again tonight. Scarlett headed to bed and cried herself to sleep. The past few months had been tough on both of them. They had known from the moment they started dating they wanted to start a family together. In August just before their third wedding anniversary Scarlett had a miscarriage. It was now November and they were fighting because of it still. They had tried so many times but nothing was happening. They had a handsome little two year old but they both wanted more. Emery had been a blessing they didn't see coming. They had both been working so hard that Scarlett hadn't even noticed when she became pregnant with him. But when the morning sickness kicked in hard at six weeks they knew something had to give. Alex insisted she cut back on her work and he became so attentive to her. Their marriage had never been better. But when Emery was six months old they started trying for their next one, it was torture for some reason they couldn't get pregnant. After their miscarriage all Scarlett wanted was for him to talk to her, tell her everything was going to be OK. But Alex was always drinking, out with his friends. He couldn't face telling her how depressed it had made him so he was hiding it by spending all his time out of the house. 

Their communication had completely broken down. Emery was so little that he didn't notice the fights he just loved having all of mummies attention. Scarlett looked at him with so much love all she wanted to do was give him a brother or sister to play with, maybe both she wasn't sure yet how many children she wanted. And she defiantly didn't know how many Alex wanted because he wouldn't talk to her.