My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

"Don't worry, I know," There was no one in the villa, and it was still early, so I found a place to sit and enjoy the scenery in the courtyard. "When my baby is born, I'll bring her to visit you, her Aunt Monique," I smiled at the thought of it.

Monique scoffed, "She can just call me Mom. I'll teach my baby the same too. We are the two moms for our children!"

I found it funny. "Yes, yes, it's all up to you."

"Anyway, I think lan is going back to Jarold City in the next few days. If you have nothing to do, maybe you can give him a call and hang out or something. He has been keeping a lot to himself after his mother's death, and I think he'll feel worse especially in Jarold City because of the Shelleys."

I sighed, "Okay, I'll give him a call later to ask when he's coming over to Jarold City."

Monique agreed and said, "By the way, write down his new number. He changed his phone number again since he came back from Mesville. He told me on Facebook Messenger." sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

It was a habit of his to change his phone

number every once in a while, and we were used to it. I replied, "Okay, let me know the number. I'll write it down."

my phone to jot down the contact number. While I was doing this, I saw Heather

as I was on the phone. Monique must have heard the noises from the background, and she chided, "Don't do two things at once. You either stop walking and save it on your phone, or you can go find a pen and paper to write it down. Or

do. So, I simply said, "Wait, I'm going to get the pen and paper from the

walked around, flipping through the drawers, and finally found a blank piece

unimportant things, I noticed a dark yellow folder in the drawer nearest to me. I took and opened the folder while I continued talking to Monique on the phone. Then, I saw the words on the documents in the folder. I couldn't help my mind from drifting away from

now? The older generations here said that we wouldn't be sick after seven months of pregnancy. But I'm still months away from

simply couldn't continue the call anymore. So, abruptly, I said, "I have to

wrong?" Monique was

Something's going on.

to where they belonged, and I closed the drawer. By then, I was breathing heavily. Perhaps because of the poor ventilation

calmed myself down. Heather noticed me, and she came forth to me with a smile, "Mrs. Roberts, what do you

energy to deal with her. So,

I didn't know

on the street aimlessly. Some time later, I stopped and lifted my head to look around me. Everything I saw was unfamiliar to