Hundred and Two

NATALIA’S POV

Hours have turn into day, and days to weeks and we are rolling into a month since my return back to the mansion. Life have been….well pretty much the same. With me trying to constantly get the trio to put aside their differences and embrace peace at the same time taking notice in awe, how my body is gradually changing.

Even now as I stood in the kitchen, vigorously trying to wipe away any remnants of water on the washed dishes, Beth was openly making fun of my not so noticeable bump. It is crawly there, anyone who knew I was pregnant could see it but some other persons might just mistaken it to me being bloated.

“Stop with the teasing already geez.” I lamented, swaying Beth’s hands away from my stomach. I have been currently battling with keeping a fair amount of distance from her cause each time I come any close to her, her hand gingerly drop on my tummy.

I don’t bother much cause I know she is coming from a good place but the weird stares I am getting from all around