Mia
There had been moments in the past which had defined my life: The death of my mother when I was a toddler. My father's passing when I was a teenager. Wyatt legally becoming my brother. All of those events paled in comparison to what had happened a few hours ago when I’d found out I was pregnant.
Eleanor had been right when she suspected it in the bathroom. I hadn't wanted to entertain the possibility but my sudden nausea, food cravings, and weight gain all pointed to the obvious fact that I was going to have a baby. We'd gone back to the table after Eleanor made me promise to let Doctor Mitchell give me a test and check up.
I had been so scared because I thought Ethan would be able to see it on my face. I had never been good at hiding things from others. My face was an open book.
