Chapter Ninety Three

The weeks went by, the symptoms of my pregnancy began to intensify. Nausea plagued me throughout the day, and even the smell of certain foods made me queasy. Fatigue weighed me down, making it difficult to find the energy to do even the simplest tasks. And to top it all off, my belly started to show a visible sign of life growing within me.

Sarah had been my constant companion during this time, taking care of me and ensuring that I had everything I needed. She even took time off work to be by my side, knowing that this was my first pregnancy and that I needed extra support. Her presence brought me comfort and reassurance in the midst of the uncertainty that surrounded me.

One day, as I sat on the couch, trying to find some relief from the constant nausea, I heard a knock on the door. Sarah glanced at me, concern evident in her eyes, before getting up to answer it. I watched as she opened the door, and my heart skipped a beat when I saw Oliver standing there.

There was something about