Camila nodded slowly, like she was trying to get through to a kid.

"Yeah, Daddy Antonio, we're gonna be parents. And honestly, it scares the hell out of me." She pulled back a bit to look him in the eyes, surprisingly calm now. "I know, I'm twenty-eight, kinda past the 'ideal' age for a first baby some people say, but this? I wasn't ready, totally like you said. Neither of us were."

She paused, then a brighter, almost giddy spark lit up her eyes. "At the same time... There's this weird ...