Bella:
I sat on the edge of my bed for a long moment after my bath, the towel still draped over the chair.
The long gown I chose was comfortable, loose around my body.
My hand drifted to my stomach again, pressing lightly.
Nothing showed yet. That flatness was one of the reasons I hadn’t realized I was pregnant sooner.
Everything had felt normal until the tests, until the world shifted under my feet.
Thirty days had passed with no contact from Luke or Serena. No texts, no insults, no late-night calls that left me shaking.
I blocked them anyway, severing the final connections. Life had settled into something resembling peace, even if it was fragile and laced with exhaustion.
The quiet mornings and empty evenings were a strange relief after months of emotional storms.
My mothe
