NADIA

My heart raced wildly as I stared at the message, utterly confused. Who is this person? I thought the pregnancy result was between me and the nurse…how..how did this person find out? Was I being followed?

“Jesus, Joseph and Mary, help me out.” I tossed my phone on the bed, shoved my hand into my hair, to push back a few strands, as if they could stop me from going crazy.

Luciano had wanted me to tell him about every message I received. If it was before, I'd gladly report this to him, but now? I can't, I can't risk him finding out I'm with a child, his child,...