Liz
"In a few days, Bella will have been in my belly for six months."
"Wait, did I hear that correctly?" Henry spoke with his husky voice, making my heart race.
"Yes, Henry," I said, letting go of Sam and turning to him. "You heard correctly."
"So..." He paused. "She..."
"Let's go outside," I interrupted him.
I headed towards the door and didn't look back, but I knew he was following me.
I stood by the stairs, waiting for him.
I felt a chill down my spine when our eyes met again.
"So, Liz?" He looked at me intently.
"So what, Henry?!" I was cold with him.
"When were you going to tell me about my daughter?"
"Never." I took a deep breath. "I don't want her to feel hurt like I do. I don't want her to suffer from having a bipolar father, who's happy one moment and then talking or c
