The Woman

Chapter 89

Nancy longed for the day it would all be over and she could hold her baby in her arms. She wanted a girl child, a little daughter like she had never been, with jet black hair like her own, stubborn as ever and sea green eyes like her father. No, she didn't want that. She wanted nothing in this child to remind her of Derek. Besides, his eye color often changed depending on his mood, which was even as well because he could pass as the devil himself with his undefined moods. Sometimes it was deep blue, other times it was a darker shade of green, but hell! Those were some of the things she loved about him.

She sighed, tired of the direction her thoughts were going. Life had been cruel enough, and she needed no more of its disappointments. With her increasing inactivity, the days grew shorter, but they still did not pass quickly enough for Nancy, her stomach had grown increasingly large these days and it was becoming more difficult for her to move about. She was grateful though