LARA'S POV:
"Your stomach is getting bigger Lara, how many months is it?" Mama asked as she stroked my stomach.
"It's almost four months Mama!" I said lifelessly.
"Oh, why are you sad—that's why we're here to have fun, right? Cheer up Lara, you shouldn't sulk, forget your problems and continue your life!"
"No matter how hard I try to be happy, I can't, Mama. I'm sorry, I know it's a sin, but I miss my husband. I know it's wrong, but I can't get him out of my mind."
I always cry, especially when night comes, I only think of Dylan. Until I fall asleep, he is still on my mind.
"Enough, Lara, crying all the time will harm you. Remember, there is a life depending on you in your womb! It's not the end of the world, try to stand up, even if you fall now, try to get up for your children!"
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