Monica's Point of View
I stare at the tablet, my fingers tightening around the edges until my knuckles begin to turn white.
Melia.
Happily beaming up at Alex like she owns the damn world. His arm around her, her hand resting protectively on her stomach.
The headline practically screams at me.
I scoff, shaking my head as I read it.
“No. Absolutely not.”
Melia and Alex Expecting First Child — Industry Rejoices.
“Oh, you’ve got to be kidding me.”
I mutter as I begin to scroll through the article.
And scroll.
And scroll.
But every paragraph makes it worse.
Luxury maternity brands. Baby product companies. Family-focused campaigns. All approaching her. All eager to work with her. Praising her authenticity. Her warmth. Her so-called grace.
My jaw tightens.
“Unbelievable.”
I mutte
