35~Hannah

I hated how I had to go to the bathroom all the time. Seemed like my bladder had forgotten that I was human and being heavily pregnant made it difficult for me to get on my feet every two minutes for a freaking bathroom break!

I had paced the length and breadth of this room, dialing Zach's phone but he wasn't picking up. He wasn't even back yet and I had a lot of questions for him. Lots of them.

I dialed his number again and it went straight to voicemail. Where the heck had this man gone, leaving me worried sick?

Mama had waited up with me, even Zara did too but then they had both gotten tired and decided to sleep. Almost like I had developed insomnia all of a sudden, I couldn't get a wink of sleep. Finding a good sleeping position with how heavy I was had become such a chore so I didn't want to lay down comfortably, only to get up again whenever he arrived.

"Zachary Hawkins where are you?" I muttered, looking at the time once again. It was past midnight already and I was beginning