ALIYAH'S POV
We sat there for what felt like hours, bonding over fears, over laughter, over the strange future that loomed before us. Two women carrying secrets, carrying lives, carrying weight heavier than anyone could see.
And as I finally left the hospital later that day, I knew one thing for sure: I wasn’t walking this road entirely alone anymore.
The sun felt too bright when I stepped out of the hospital gates. It pressed against my skin, hot and relentless, making the air heavy. My heart still raced from the conversation I’d just had with Tracy Baldwin. Running into her had shaken me more than I expected.
I hadn’t seen Tracy in years, and suddenly there she was, in the same hospital, hiding the same kind of secret under loose clothes. Both of us pregnant. Both of us carrying sto
