Nora sat still, brushing her hair and then pulling it behind her head neatly. The day had been unusually long and now she stood- staring at herself in the full length mirror that hung within Brian's closet, trying to picture what she was going to look like in 3 months.
She'd grabbed a small pillow and stuffed it under her shirt and with a chuckled slipped it out and tossed it aside. She could hear Brian brushing his teeth in the bathroom and sighed.
Although the day had been pretty much perfect, there was still reality to face... right? Just because she was pregnant that didn't mean that anything had changed, had it? She could look at this as an excuse to let go of her resentment but she couldn't help but feel that tinge- the sting when she thought of Stacey.
Nora groaned, why did sh
