I woke up feeling heavy, what happened? It felt like I was in a movie when I woke up, white walls, white room, white everything, there’s a purifier beside my bed, what am I doing here again? I felt the IV attached to me, that’s why I felt a bit itchy and painful. The door opened, a doctor with a nurse beside him came in, the nurse approached me and smiled, “Just checking your vitals, ma’am.” I nodded, still confused. “Doc, I’m okay.” “Good evening Mrs. Vanth.” My heart jumped for a while. “You do not need to worry, it’s very normal, you have to take care of yourself though, I’ll be prescribing vitamins for you.” I was confused by what he was saying. As far as I remember, I’m not sick. Are those vitamins for stress? “Wait doc, I’m not sick, and why are you calling me Mrs. Vanth? I’m not married, well, yet.” Who knows, maybe my ugly one will propose to me. I saw how confused he is, “Oh, I’m sorry, your friend brought you here early this afternoon, and based on your record, you are,”

I woke up because my phone kept ringing on the side table. I looked at Jaxon’s spot, but he wasn’t there. Where is that man going at five in the morning? Hays. I rolled over and groped for my phone. It was Jc again, ugh! This human being! He’s so annoying! “What?” I answered grumpily. I really can’t control my mood these past few days, I get triggered so easily. “You’re such a bitch, you know that? We’re coming to your house! I brought fruits for my godchild!” I suddenly laughed at that. “Where are you now? Did you get rained on? Which house are we going to?” This guy is really crazy. “You’re crazy. We’re at Jaxon’s condo. Tell me when you’re here, I’ll come out.” I couldn’t tell him why he couldn’t come in right away. Two weeks after I told Jaxon about my pregnancy, I thought he wouldn’t accept it and would just disappear like a bubble, but his response was way too opposite from what I was expecting. He called his mom, his grandparents, even his friends. He paced around the room

\ “Wow,” Jaxon greeted me as I left his room. It was past six in the evening when I finished getting ready. “As always, beautiful.” “Thanks,” I muttered and kissed him. We agreed to leave in an hour for the trip, as we might encounter traffic, and it would be embarrassing to be late for that party. Uncle Robert kept asking where I was, but I couldn’t reply because I was also getting ready. I only checked what Jaxon bought for me now, and I’m glad he made the right choice of dress. I’m now wearing a black long backless gown with pearls embroidered from my neckline down to my waist. He also bought me a pair of white stilettos with a touch of gold and a gold purse. It was a simple yet elegant attire, and I can’t argue with the fact that I love it. It’s comfortable to wear, and it doesn’t squeeze my stomach, so I can breathe properly. He guided me into his car, adjusted my seatbelt. He is the sweetest, but he looked tired. It did not, however, lessen how handsome he is tonight. He wa

“Where do you want to eat, love?” We were currently in Jaxon’s car, coming from the hospital. I’m four months pregnant, and as time goes by, it’s getting harder. There have been many changes in my habits, moods, cravings, and my stomach is starting to show, which is the most noticeable change of all. “Hmm, maybe nowhere.” He kept looking at me as if he didn’t believe what I was saying, well, because I’m always hungry, I want to eat all sorts of things, but I’m not gaining too much weight since every morning, we always go for a walk for at least thirty minutes, and sometimes I accompany him to the gym, where I just use the treadmill. I’m not as easily out of breath now. We’re planning to take Mama out here, but knowing the danger it may cause them, I’m hesitant, even though I really want them to come because I want to know the things I should do, and it’s different when your mom takes care of you and assists you. “Are you sure? Really nothing? Maybe later you’ll ask me to buy someth

It’s been almost a week since we moved here to Cavite, and our stay has been okay. Mama hasn’t been asking too many questions; she’s been busy because she really likes Jaxon. I’ve been enjoying myself too because Mama’s cooking is delicious. Jaxon doesn’t need to go far to get my cravings; Mama often knows exactly what my taste buds are looking for. She said we’re almost as picky as she was when she was pregnant with me and Lola, her mother. Her mother used to cook for her when she was alive. I was only six years old when she passed away from diabetes. So when I grew up, Mama also warned me about sweets or sources of sugar, like chocolates, rice, cake, and ice cream. It’s just the five of us at home—Mama, Sam, Zain, Kris, and me. Jaxon and Cain aren’t here; they left together for something important. But from what I heard, they’re not going to the same place. It’s almost two in the afternoon, and I’m so bored. I wanted to go out, maybe to the mall. I just want to buy some things for