Chapter 127

Imogen

Am I little bit jealous of how Luna looks, all radiant and pregnant with her the smallish bump and swell of her stomach not to mention that tucked safely inside her is a beating heart, that of Cody Brannigan’s child? I am swallowing my mild jealousy down, but it does sting, I want that to me carrying his child. He squeezes my hand as if he can read my mind. I suppose at least Luna relented from her initial frosty stance and has been civil. It’s almost as if she has had a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree turnaround from the woman that was screaming and shouting outside my restaurant not that long ago.

I smile up at Cody. The lady ushers us into the room and Luna hops herself up on the bed. Cody offers to help her. “I’m good, honestly I am only pregnant.” She tells him but there is no malice or offence in her voice.

“Okay.” He sits down on the plastic chair next to the bed then stands and goes off outside. I wonder where the hell he is going, and Luna looks at me and shrugs her sho