BELLA
My mother used to say friends were great to have until they got into trouble. The little Bella couldn't have ever understood what Mum meant.
Maggy wasn't in any trouble, but she was worried. Damn worried.
“I’m not scared and I don't see this as a mistake,” Maggy said for the third time in the last two minutes. “For real, I don't think I'm not ready to be a mother.”
“I couldn't agree more.”
“I'm a strong woman. I'm fine and I'm not scared at all. Having a baby is a thing of joy.”
Finally, Maggy told me about her pregnancy last night. I figured she wasn't comfortable telling anyone about it before which made sense to me now.
“Yeah, it's all good,” I supported. “Both of you seem happy together. What could go wrong?”
Of course, I was only saying this to support my best friend
