Adrianna

Grace's POV

“Hey,” I smiled as I walked into the kitchen. Adrianna was preparing lunch.

“Hey, you should rest. Don said—”

“I'm okay. Davis is worried about nothing” I cut her off. I was always lazing around because Don said this and Don said that.

“But you're pregnant, Grace. Don said—”

“Adrianna…”

“Don said the pregnancy is a rare one and any slight mistake can lead to you losing the baby. We cannot afford to put yours and the baby's life at risk”

I rolled my eyes. She was saying all this because I picked up the vegetables and wanted to get busy. What's wrong with standing in one spot and slicing vegetables?

“Don't mind your Don. Adrianna, I was with Helen's pregnancy, and I did all I needed to do to make sure I earned money for myself and my child. In the rain and under the sun, I struggled, but I didn't lose the baby, so what makes you think we'll lose this one for just cutting vegetables, huh?”

“Grace, you're just too stubborn,” Adrianna said to me as she gave up while I had