"What's wrong with you, Winter? Shouldn't you be happy that we're finally moving into our condo?" Isabelle asked, annoyed.
But my mouth remains muted. I didn’t even feel a bit of joy while heading towards City Clau. Last night, the agent called us saying that we could finally settle down with our units. I should have been happy if not for my problem. I haven’t even told Isabelle about my pregnancy. I didn't have the courage to tell her.
"Did I do something wrong, En? Why are you giving me a cold shoulder?"
I shook my head. "No, Isabelle. I'm not just in the mood."
I'm in the midst of embracing my current situation. But the possibilities that lie ahead frighten me. Can I look after the child? Sebastian and I were in a really complicated circumstance. What will I do if he or she grows up
