AVA'S POV.
I groggily walked down the stairs, my body heavy with fatigue.
After the argument with Zayn, Sleeping had been very difficult, and waking up with morning sickness and joint pains was something I was dreading.
Every day into the pregnancy seemed to come with new challenges.
Sophia’s loud laughters could be heard, and I made a silent wish hoping she wasn’t on the dining table, but I guess it was too late—
I reached the foot of the stairs and sitting on the dining table was Zayn alongside Sophia. A sad smile found its way to my face, she looked so happy that he was finally giving her his attention.
I couldn’t interrupt them…. That’s what I kept saying to myself, but deep down, my heart was torn apart.
My stomach gave a low rumble and I heaved a deep breath before walking
