ASHLEY'S P. O. V.

There was something different about today.

I didn't cry during the night, and I actually looked forward to the day ahead. That's what's different.

Today, I'd get to see my baby and know if it's a boy or a girl.

Something like an excited squeal escaped my lips as I stood in front of the full-length mirror, in only shorts and a bra. My baby bump was growing bigger. I rested my hand on the curve of my belly. My eyes were tired from too much thinking and crying, but I didn't ...