CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED: ALONE? OR NOT!

NOVA / ELIZABETH POV

My stomach was already showing and the regulars at the diner had noticed. Case in point— one of the bachelors sitting on a stool, his eyes glued to my bump instead of the menu.

I gently dropped the glass of water on the table in front of him to get his eyes off my stomach. Having people focus on my belly instead of my face was weirding me out. I turned to go back to the kitchen when a sharp pain had me bending over and clutching my ...