chapter 9

Dean pov.

She lay there, sleeping peacefully like a baby, still carrying another child within her. My gaze lingered on her, torn between love and pain as I watched her.

I decided to stand up and fetch some water before returning to her side. It brought me joy knowing that another life was thriving inside her.

When I returned to the room, I found her sitting, her hands placed gently on her stomach, looking lost in thought. I couldn't help but worry.

"Are you okay?" I asked, but she only nodded, saying nothing.

I sat beside her on the bed, studying her face, trying to discern her feelings. Before I could reach out to touch her, she moved away, her eyes filled with guilt.

"Do I have another child growing inside me?" she finally asked, and I could only stay silent, unsure of what to say. She looked away, tears welled up in her eyes, and I gently wiped them away, longing to understand her concerns.

"Why do tears stream down your cheeks when joy should be dancing in your heart? Why does a s