Ella's POV: He was indeed a spitting image of Jade which was unfair because I carried him and we shared a closer bond, but what can one do? As I carried him in my arms it felt so right, so perfect. Words couldn't express what I felt. When I woke up, I never meant to almost let the cat out of the bag. It was a close call. I had just woken up from a bad dream where Jade's mother took my baby from me and I woke up and saw her standing right in front of me with my baby nowhere in sight. I pray she doesn't file a case against me for the bridge of contract. If looks could kill, I should have been dead by now considering the way she was looking at me. The guilt I felt while feeding my baby was slowly eating me up. The constant reminder of having to give up my baby at one point for the cost

