*Bianca*
I didn't breathe a sigh of relief until I knew Leo had left for work. I laid a hand over my stomach, feeling too sick even to get up. I mull over the lies, and I’m downright shocked Leo actually believed.
Either I’m getting better at lying or Leo’s too in love with me to even question it at this point.
Or maybe there’s a third option.
Maybe he didn’t even want to entertain the thought of me being pregnant.
I felt cold and hot at the same time as I buried my head under the covers, struggling not to throw up, even with an empty stomach. It’s not a stomach bug, or it could be depending on the way you look at it.
“You’re killing me, kid,” I sighed as I rubbed my nauseous belly where my child was growing by the day.
