Olivia’s POV

I was in my room. The trial was all over and finally, it felt like I could catch my breath.

I was terrified. The tension in the room was enough to crush me but this was what being Luna was all about: making difficult decisions when it was necessary.

I flopped on bed and placed a hand on my tummy. The baby kicked slightly and I giggled though I was in a little bit of pain.

Each movement was a joy to me. Soon, I would see his or her beautiful face and hold my baby in my arms. ...