Oliva POV.

Today was the day that I would tell Austin about the baby. I'm happy being pregnant

and I hope he will be too. But that didn't

stop the fear, fear that I might be a horrible mother. I'm scared that I might end up not loving my child as a mother shouLd and end up doing all the wrong things. I moved my hand on his hair, loving the soft feel of it.

"It's still early, why are you awake?" Austin

sleepy voice rings out and I smile.

"I had to use the bathroom and found it

hard to fall back asleep" I smiled and k

issed his...