Sara

I was still stuck on bed rest. If I was being honest with myself it felt more like bed jail. I knew that it was for the baby's health, and so of course I agreed to it. What else could I do? But that didn't make it easier, being stuck here all the time, listening to what was going on in other parts of the house. Feeling left out.

"You okay, gorgeous?" Jaxon asked me, his handsome brow furrowed in concern. "You look sad tonight. Is everything alright? Are ...