Sierra’s Pov
Nine Months Later…
When I tried to open my eyes again, the world smelled of antiseptic, and something else I couldn't quite place a finger on.
Then it hit me.. the last thing I remembered was holding his tiny fingers in mine, and smiling at him just before I drifted off to sleep.
I had spent nine months carrying the tiny heartbeat of my child in my tummy.
A lifeline that I knew no one, not even his father, the stranger from that night could take away from me. Because I’d kept everything about my baby a secret.
For all I knew, he was my angel in the tiniest human form.
A blessing that I hadn't known I needed until I discovered that I was carrying him.
And that was enough.
My eyelids felt glued together when I tried to open them again, and somewhere behind me came the c
