.....Three Months Later.....
I'm eighth month pregnant. I just had discovered that it is a girl. I went to doctor last week. I'm shocked. I patted my tummy like the usual.
Jacob is off with his pack. As each second passed, my hate for Jacob and the pack grew.
When Edward left me, Jacob helped me knit my heart back. It is back to pieces...but this is worse.
I want Jacob back....a real Jacob I knew.
But it is impossible.
I really looking forward for the the child....what wrong with me?! Looking forward for Jacob's baby to be born? How stupid of me!
I sighed loudly and sat on the chair that connected to couch.
I want this child to be born because I need somebody to talk with...and love with. I want someone love me.
Now...I don't have someone who loves me.
But will I love Jacob's baby? Will I?
Then a thought popped in my mind....it is not Jacob's.
It is mine. I am this child's mother.
She is mine.