Epilogue 2

Persephone

I felt great the first few months of pregnancy, my skin was silky smooth and my hair was shiny. I became fond of the pointy tummy and created the habit of talking to the baby.

My little Sebastian Devenuto Guerra.

The months passed and the pregnancy became more and more difficult. I had just reached nine months completely exhausted, my waist was huge, I could no longer see my feet and my leg. My breasts felt like two watermelons and the pain in my back was killing me.

I promised myself that this will be the only child I'll ever have, because pregnancy is a hell of a stress.

And I've heard of women who've been through this more than ten times!

I haven't been able to sleep or work properly for a month now, I was about to take the knife and cut my belly to get this sprout out.

"Love. You're looking down at me in a very strange way.” Cosmo snaps me out of my thoughts and I look towards him.

“I was just thinking…” I mutter.

"I know your mind and I know you're not th