Eleanor sat inside her car and asked the driver to drop her at Rebecca’s place. The driver nodded and started to drive in the said direction.
As if hit by the thought, Eleanor put her hand to her abdomen and caressed lightly, smiling to herself. It would be months before she would get to see her baby, she thought and felt impatient. She wondered what her baby would look like? Would it be a girl or a boy? What if the baby would be like Rickard? Sour, arrogant, and angry all the time.
Shaking her head, she prayed silently that her baby would be like her. Yes, her baby would be pretty if they get looks from Rickard but his temper and behavior were another stories.
Just as the car stopped, Eleanor almost jumped out of the car and went inside the apartment. A minute later she stood at thei
