Forty One

MELANIE’S POV

Everything was going well until I was told by someone that there was going to be a feast for me and my child. Not that I didn't want it, but I didn't know how to feel about it.

With the insecurity I felt about my body, I don't think I'll be able to handle been in a room full of people bustling with joy and energy and not spoil the atmosphere.

Dwane was doing this for me and I knew it. It was just that, I was not sure I could cope with the way and state my body is in. He has never at any point made me feel insecure or anything.

It was all in my head and I knew it. Sometimes, when I wake up in the morning and look at myself in the mirror, without his knowledge and him knowing of course, I sometimes felt like crying.

But looking in the bright side, was Talon, my child. As I looked at him now in the carrier that he was inside, I smiled. He was already looking at me. He smiled back, rubbing his small, cute palms together.

Everyone that met me on the way has been compleme