Spy!

Dusk has fallen, and Drew has yet to be back since he left in the morning.

Clarissa sat on the terrace outside of her room on the second floor. She was gently touching her slightly protruding pregnant belly.

“My sweet baby, don’t worry once you are born; mommy will love you with all she has. I will work harder to give you a better life. Please stay safe for mommy. I promise to love and care for you just like mom cared for me when I was born.

My baby, if I have to take more than ten jobs to give you happiness, I will gladly do it.”

Don’t forget grandma and granddad love you just as mommy loves; humm, they are just angry at mommy for now.

Perhaps this child will be her only family since her mother disowns her even without saying it out; her refusal to talk to her for almost two months is the evidence.

This child might be the only source of warmth she could have in life; she narrowed her eyes, and her mind wandered off.

Drew stood at the entrance of the room. He has been standing there f