**Elizabeth's POV**

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He's probably lying to me, right? Or maybe he's saying some crazy stuff. He doesn't seem to be in his right mind. One minute he's angry, the next he's happy, more unpredictable than the weather.

Dylan suddenly came up and grabbed me by the shoulders, "Isabella, my love. Everyone says you're dead, but I believe you're just asleep. You'll wake up for sure. Fortunately, I didn't give up..."

He tried to hug me, but my high belly blocked his approach. His eyes fell on my belly, and he fell silent, confusion in his eyes.

I guess he was probably wondering why my belly was so big today...