Megan’s POV

It was snowing heavily in December while bringing strong winds and cold air. I spent every day just staying in my room and covering my body with thick blankets. Dean often made hot tea for me and cooked soup for us to eat every day.

Fifteen days had passed since I arrived at that place. One month left, it was time for me to give birth. That night I intended to speak my heart out and tell Dean about my past.

And for those fifteen days, we did everything ...