Edna pov

　　The news was very shocking to me, I was yet to accept the reality that I might really be pregnant. Darrel seemed very excited about it but my Case was the opposite, my eyes met with hers and I realized she was given me the dead stare, I didn't know how to feel exactly about the news because on one hand I was happy to be expecting my baby but on the other hand I have Luna Becky to be worried about.

　　"We have to celebrate this, I can't believe I'll be a dad." Darrel announced excitedly and rushed out of the sitting room to get a glass of wine that we would use to celebrate. I couldn't say anything I just kept staring at Luna Becky and stealing glances when she looking at me.

　　She wasn't hiding the fact that she was not happy about the baby, I don't know why Darrel has refused to notice what's going on. His excitement was drop bing me crazy because her stare was ruining the mood.

　　He came back with a bottle of wine for us to celebrate. I stood up from the sitting room and hurried back to the room, the moment I got to the room I was finally able to breathe well, I sat on the bed and started thinking of what to do. How did it happen?

　　While I was in deep thought Darrel walked into the room and saw me looking worried.

　　"What is it? We were about to celebrate when you walked out, are you not feeling okay?" He asked looking worried, I didn't know what to say to him, I had so many questions I wanted to ask him, are you playing dumb or you're actually dumb was the first question on my mind but I had to control what comes out of my mind because at the end of the day we're still working on our relationship I don't think we can say somethings to ourselves just yet.

　　"What are you planning on celebrating?" I asked him angrily and placed my hand on my head angrily, please I want to he alone." I said to him angrily.

　　Darrel noticed that I was really not in a good mood from the way I spoke to him which I don't do on a normal day. He stopped the glass he brought upstairs and sat beside me.

　　"Tell me, what is bothering you?" He asked me calmly. I turned to look at him and heaved a sigh.

　　"You still don't know? Did you not see the way she was staying at me right now in the sitting room, how am I the only one seeing all these things?" I asked him angrily. Darrel smiled when he heard the question I asked.

　　"That's because you worry yourself too much, you are too concerned about what mom thinks of you, so much that you have failed to think about yourself and your happiness. If the pregnancy of the baby makes you happy, why can't you be happy? Because mom would be upset and find you annoying?" Darrel asked.

　　"When has she not been irritated by anything you do? Why don't you just do what makes you happy, with time she will come around." Darrel said to me trying to make me feel better. I heaved a sigh when I heard what he said because at the end of the day he wasn't wrong.

　　Maybe I'm the one stressing too much about this whole thing. Every time that I have tried not to step on her toes she ends up getting into a misunderstanding with me, so what's the need of pretending to be unhappy when indeed I am happy about my baby.

　　After listening to what Darrel said he wanted us to go back to the sitting room, I was still very skeptical about returning to the sitting room, I would rather stay back in the room then tomorrow I would know if showing my pregnancy off is the right step to take or not.

　　I couldn't tell him I didn't want to go there so I had to think of an excuse to come up with.

　　"I'm really tired right now, I think I have stressed too much and remember the doctor said I need enough rest that way my baby would be safe." I explained to him and let out a soft smile. Darrel agreed with me and stepped out of the room without forcing me to step out of the room with him. The moment he was out of the room I heaved a sigh, I don't know why it's so hard for him to understand that I'm not ready to face mom. She's so scary.

　　I laid on the bed and placed my hand in my belly as a soft smile clouded my face. I felt so sorry to my baby because I was pretending to be unhappy when in truth I was very happy about the news.

　　I have always wanted to be a mom, and finally I got the best news of my life this early morning.

　　I rubbed my belly gently while smiling, I could already imagine a lot that could happen with my baby, a vacation, and the kind of school I want her to attend, I was hopeful that it'll be a girl.

　　I just wish I could go somewhere far from here and have my baby then when she's two we will return, I'm really skeptical about raising my baby in a environment where I'm not exactly loved and it was already obvious that she will pass the hatred down to my daughter.

　　I just know that during this period of my pregnant I'm going to live i constant fear of losing my baby. Though I'm not sure she's capable of going that far, she wouldn't hurt her grand child just to get at me.

　　I heaved a sigh because the thought of it was exhausting.

　　I closed my eyes and ended up falling asleep. While I was asleep so much was going on which was unknown to me that it was all a dream.

　　"No! Bring her back!" I scrrasjed several times and woke up in extreme fear. I had a very horrible nightmare where Luna Becky took my baby away from me.

　　"What was that?" I asked myself still looking around in fear.

　　I stood up from the bed, it was already getting dark and almost time for dinner so I stepped out of the room and headed to the sitting room. It was raining quite heavily and Alpha Darrel was yet to return, when I got to the sitting room I was the only one there.

　　I turned on the television so that I could watch something that would take my mind off the nightmare.

　　I stood up and headed to the kitchen, I picked two apples and cut them into a plate so that it'll be easier to eat, then I headed back to the sitting room where I started eating the apple while watching television.

　　I was laughing excitedly because it's one of my favorite tv programs, my smile slowly faded when I started experiencing sharp pain in my stomach, I screamed in pain and immediately, Mrs Alice rushed to help me.

　　That was the last thing I remembered.