SHE'S BACK TO WORK

"I'm begging you, Dannie, please let me go back to work," I pleaded with Dannie.

He just shook his head in response.

I've been trying to convince him to let me go back to work for a while now, but he just won't budge.

I glared at him and stormed off to the far side of our bed, plopping down with a huff.

"Anastasia, look at the baby!" he exclaimed in surprise.

I ignored him, but inside I felt guilty for not being more careful.

"Please be more careful, Anastasia, don't let your anger get the best of you, think about the baby," he calmly advised me.

I could feel my eyes starting to water, so I decided to leave our room and head to our living room upstairs.

That's where I cried my heart out. I felt even more guilty after Dannie's last words.

I could feel someone hug me from behind and say, "Sssshhhh stop crying," in a gentle voice.

"I just want to go back to work, I'm getting bored being stuck here in your house," I said through my tears.

"You know that I only care about your safety, righ