Thalia
I went back to my room, my plan of telling Luciano about our child completely thrown out of the window.
Before I even knew it, a tear fell out from my eyes. “f**k,” I muttered under my breath with a small smile, roughly wiping my eyes.
Just when I realized my feelings for him.
Just when I was ready to confess.
Just as I found out that I’m f*****g pregnant—this happens.
I locked my room and leaned back on the door. I slid down the door, tears still streaming from my eyes.
I sobbed uncontrollably as I thought about everything that happened for the past two weeks. I know that I have a fault in Renee’s death, but I hope he knows that I’m also devastated by it—that I’m also struggling with this all alone.
I thought he would have felt some type of affection towards me considering
