THIRTY-EIGHT

Raelyn was six months into her pregnancy, yet she was glowing. Pregnancy was doing a great job on her. She wasn’t having any complications in her pregnancy except for morning sickness and cravings, and for that, Calvin had everything under control. With the way Calvin was treating her like a queen, she was thinking of rescinding her initial plan.

Focus, girl, focus. She always told herself each time such a thought came to mind. She had mapped out everything, and she was going to make sure they fell into place if it was the last thing she did.

“ Did Bel tell you she had gotten married?" was the first question Anika asked as soon as Raelyn answered her phone.

“ Good morning to you, Anika,” she said, ignoring the question.

“ Did she?”

"No, Anika, she didn't, and I should be the one asking you that question; she’s your best friend now, and you both should know everything about each other,” Raelyn replied, getting out of bed. Calvin had gone on a business trip as usual, and she was at ho