By the eighth month, Naomi's pregnancy advanced with more challenges: shortness of breath when walking, difficulty sleeping due to the baby's position, and constant back pain that made simple movements hard. Zion became her full support — massaging her shoulders, helping her walk slowly around the compound in the cool evenings, and ensuring she ate nutrient-rich foods like beans, plantain, and eggs despite the high cost of living in Lagos.The channel helped a bit more, hitting 3,800 subscribers after a well-edited series on "Lagos Mainland Hustle." A few small sponsorships from local brands brought extra ₦70,000–₦100,000, which they saved strictly for hospital delivery. But real antenatal packages in private facilities were now quoted at frightening amounts, forcing them to consider government options or cheaper clinics.Pressure from the past intensified. Aunty Bola managed to get Zion's new number through a mutual contact and called one afternoon. "My children, una dey break Mama heart o. She no dey sleep. Come explain wetin dey happen. No matter wetin, family na family." Naomi listened on speaker, tears falling as she held her belly. "We go talk soon," Zion replied, voice thick with emotion.That night, under the slow fan, they held each other tightly. "The regret no go ever leave," Naomi said softly. "We be blood, Zion. But this baby dey kick like say e wan tell us to be strong." Zion kissed her forehead gently. "I know. I still feel shame when I think of how we started. But we don build something real here — through struggle, through tears. We go forgive ourselves small small."Nosy neighbors whispered more loudly. Aunty Shade confronted them again: "Una no get family? This kind belle for this small room… e no normal." They deflected, but fear grew that someone might connect them to Mama's searches. Financial stress caused quiet tension — arguments over stretching money for food versus saving for delivery — but they always ended in tender embraces, Zion whispering apologies and promises while rubbing her bump.Zion pushed harder on his content, waking earlier to edit late into NEPA outages. Naomi supported him emotionally, reminding him their story (without the secret) could inspire others facing Lagos hustle. Their love showed in everyday acts: him carrying her wrapper when she felt too tired, her encouraging him during low-view days. Regret remained, but it no longer paralyzed them — it pushed them to be