Adriana's POV

{Six months later}

Six months had passed since I decided to leave Diego and take care of my unborn child alone. My hand instinctively went to the gentle swell of my stomach, a testament to the passage of time, to the new life flourishing within me.

It was so evident now, a firm curve beneath the soft fabric of my dress, a vivid reminder of everything that had irrevocably changed.

I sat down on the bed in my room, glancing at my protruding stomach. Just then, it kicked. ...