CHAPTER TWELVE: A Mother's Determination

HAZEL’S POV:

Becoming a future mother changed me.

As I stand before the mirror, a small, almost imperceptible bump catches my eyes. I pause, my hand coming to rest gently on my belly.

"Hey there, little one," I murmur, my voice barely more than a whisper. "We're going to make it, you and me. I promise. Mommy is gonna work super hard to give you the best life you deserve."

My thoughts drift to the future, to all the hopes and dreams I hold close to my heart: a world where my child will want for nothing, where we’ll know only love and laughter.

Before I can fully lose myself in the wonders of my imagination, a sharp knock on the door echoes.

I frown in confusion. I don’t expect any visitors, not at this hour and certainly not in this place.

I make my way to the door, the wood creaking softly in protest as I pull it open.

Oh s.hit!

“Carter,” I breathe.

His looming figure is framed against the still dim, early morning light. His face is twisted in anger.

My breath hitches in my throat