Vynessa;

“Are the cars ready?” My old husband asks his Gamma.

“I'll go check up on them,” his Gamma bows his head before dashing out of the room.

The gaze of my old husband returns in my direction. It scans from my head down to my toes once again. A bright grin spreads across his face as his stare doesn't cease to move from my body. It was an admiration one.

He’s crazily excited over the fact that I'm with a child. He so much wants this. But I know the only reason why he does is because he feels I’m carrying a male. I hope so too for myself....