Alina’s POV
(2 months later)
I stood in front of the mirror, my palm resting against my flat stomach. No bump yet, but my mind kept wandering—what would I look like when it finally showed? Would pregnancy make me look sexy… or would my skin stretch and scar? My waist had always been small; I wondered how wide it would grow. I’d never known what it felt like to be on the bigger side, so the thought of it both unnerved and intrigued me. A small smile tugged at my lips—until it slipped away just as quickly. I couldn’t hide this forever. When the bump appeared, what excuse would I possibly give?
Warm arms slid around my waist, making me flinch before I recognized him. Zayn’s voice was low against my ear. “Sorry for scaring you.” His lips brushed my neck, his breath hot against my skin. “You
