Daniel visited her in the evening, and he was surprised when he saw her in the living room giving a foot massage to Sophia. Sleeping on the sofa, tired from her work, I started to massage her feet and legs. I noticed she seldom sits, and with the weight of her belly, it is natural to feel cramps.
I stayed in her workplace and watched her work with passion. She creatively made appealing outfits using her creative flair. Her co-workers looked at me with curiosity as I sat in the lounge, watching her every move. She insisted on leaving her alone, but I stubbornly stayed.
Daniel frowned while I gave him my cocky smile. "What are you doing here, Bectaz? he asked. "I am here for my child and the mother of my child," I said with possessiveness.
"What are you doing here, Harris? I asked with my
