"it'll be okay."

2

Camila pulled on a sweatshirt looking at her reflection in the mirror. Her baby bump was much more prominent and had grown so much in the last four months. The brunette sighed, placing her hand on the proof she had a life growing inside of her. A life she had to protect and grow for another five months. A life that would change everything. She looked up as Richard walked inside the room, placing his arms around her waist as he noticed the unspoken thoughts whirling around her head. "It'll be okay," he said.