Elsa
Alison was glowing with happiness, her entire face beaming with joy about the pregnancy, and I couldn't help but smile along with her. She was living a life that, in many ways, resembled what I had always hoped for. She had love, a bond with my father, and now a child on the way. Meanwhile, I was tangled in the mess that was my relationship with Adam—a man who seemed too broken to even want to fix himself, let alone us. The fear gnawed at me: what if he never claimed me? What if I was stuck in this limbo forever?
As I hugged Alison, sharing in her joy, she confessed something that caught me off guard. "I honestly thought you wouldn’t react well to the news," she said, her voice soft and a little uncertain.
“Why would you think that?” I asked, surprised, glancing at both her and my
