Chapter 84

• She had never imagined herself worrying about the health of someone else residing inside her, perhaps because she had never really seen herself pregnant by absolutely no one. In fact, although she was against abortion, she had never found the idea of having children too appealing, Leonardo seemed to like it too much, Emma still did not understand how she had become pregnant by him, and she feared that doubt would never be cleared up, anyway, doubt cleared up or not, a life was still developing in her stomach, almost flat, even though after Liam had insisted on it too much, she had gone to a doctor, who had told her she was almost five months pregnant, from that date, almost four more months had passed, filled with nausea, headaches, moodiness, demands, cravings, insomnia, weakness, and high blood sugar levels; Emma had done what she had never done in her life: go to the doctor regularly, she had also had what she had never experienced before: the support of someone. It was sweet, that taste... knowing that Liam was with her every step of the way, knowing that she could trust him.
• Nine months pregnant... in a very short time she would see that little boy, or that little girl, she didn't know what was it.
• She couldn't believe it, she didn't feel too much about it; she couldn't lie to herself that she was excited about the pregnancy, even though Liam had helped her not to hate it as she had at first, in fact, it had been Liam's energy alone that had helped her keep going, she couldn't imagine the folly she would have committed if she didn't have a hand to lean on.