Maria's POVTwo months later...We've been in Australia for more than two months now, and I'm extremely close to my due date. So, we're leaving today and preparing for the birth."Got everything?" Luke asks as I waddle carefully down the stairs, a bag in hand. He lends out his hand when I reach the bottom of the stairs and I take it.My belly has grown a significant amount these past two months. I struggle to even get around the house at this point and I'm ALWAYS hungry!The baby hasn't even been birthed yet, and their already a HUGE challenge.Exiting the house, Luke runs up ahead of me, b

Maria's POVA few nights later...Close your eyes.Count sheep...1..2..3..Phew, I got past-Loud cries then suddenly erupt from the bedroom next to us and I'm fast to hop out of bed.Walking towards the nursery, Luke stirs in bed and a groggy noise escapes from his mouth as he sits up in bed. "I can get it, go back to sleep," he says and walks past me and into the room.

Maria's POVIt's been over a week since Luke and I's first big fight in a long time.I've set up a cot in the baby's room and sleep there now. I tried to reconcile with him, but he's just so mad at me I don't know how to deal with it.Right now Luke has Aaron, so I'm going uptown to pick up a few things. You're probably thinking, 'Maria! Luke will kill you if he knows you left the house without him,' and no, he won't. I've already left the house multiple times and he hasn't given two fucks. He seems to only give a shit about me when the fate of his fucking Mafia is in my womb.As I pull out of the driveway, I notice guards at the exit. I slow down to talk to them like I usually would, but today they don't seem to care

We walk down a long hallway that's been newly constructed for teens and younger. It was added as soon as Aaron was born. But I never thought I'd have to use it for him."Right here," Jasmine finally says and leads me into a room right of the hallway. When I enter, an older doctor is standing there checking Aaron's heartbeat and probably breath sounds by the looks of it. "This is Dr. Wells. He is one of the best paediatricians around," Jasmine introduces.I walk up to the small hospital crib they've put him in and grip onto the railings, looking down at him. "How's he doing?" I ask anxiously.The doctor sighs and looks up at me. "He had a pretty hard fall and suffered a few injuries which will keep him here for awhile. Thankfully, there is no visible brain damage as far as I can see. It

Maria's POVA month later...This life is hell. This life is a hell no one should have to experience.I've gone a month without barely seeing my baby and holding him because of my actions.The day I was told to feed Aaron, I had refused to hold him out of fear I may hurt him again. This means I pump the milk from myself now and makeup bottles for him which a maid brings 5 times a day.My days always consist of the same things: Sleeping, eating when I can, pumping, gardening, and reading. I lead a very depressing life.Since I almost never talk to Luke or engage with him or Aaron at this poi