A few days had passed since I saw the picture of Corbin with a pregnant woman. Her stomach was as big as mine, and they looked happy together. I don’t know who sent that picture, but I’m thankful because now I know the truth. I’m not mad at my father-in-law, who is now my boyfriend, because he didn’t tell me that he suspected his son had another woman. He wasn’t sure, and he only kept it to himself for my sake, thinking Corbin might hurt me again—which, for sure, would’ve happened.
I held my big belly and smiled. Just a little while longer and we’ll finally see our baby. We’ve been talking about possible names, but until now, we haven’t decided on one. I was in the living room, folding the baby’s tiny clothes and putting them in a bag to bring with us to the hospital in case I go into lab
