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GLENDA'S POV

I tossed restlessly on my bed. It was well into the night and sleep eluded me. My mind was a maze. The events of the day had stirred a torrential turmoil within me. The iota of peace I thought I was beginning to have dissipated into thin air as though it never existed.

I was a mess! Both mentally and physically. Neither was beneficial to my health. Most especially now. I let my hand rest on my belly. A gentle reminder of the cause of my angst.

God! I was pregnant. It seemed like a breath hitching nightmare, only it wasn't. It was my reality. I was pregnant for my husband's son. I shut my eyes tightly and turned my head to the sides of my pillow. Nothing I did made all of this disappear. I would always open my eyes to the same dilemma.

Agitatedly, I passed a hand over my face, rubbing at it a little too hard. I felt lost. I had no inkling on what to do or how to even begin to address this mess.

Elsa's idea was absurd! I understood she was trying to help but the solution sh