I marked twelve weeks long in my pregnancy calendar two days ago. The morning sickness has reduced tremendously and I am slightly showing. Harry and I have bought some of the baby's items even though we don't know the gender yet.  "Tonight we're going out for dinner. I have something to tell you and someone you need to meet." Harry tells me when we're having breakfast. Even though I want to nag him to tell me since he's made me so curious, I only nod. Harry never changes his mind when he decides anything. And lately he's been so secretive and weird. I knew he was hiding something but I never asked him about it. We both talk when we feel ready and we respect that since we have that in common I finish my breakfast and take the dishes to the sink then bid Harry goodbye then head to my car. Harry has a photo studio that has been picking up for the last month and he seems happy with i Ten minutes later I arrive at the co

"What are you making?" I ask Harry in a singsong. Looks like he's in a happy mood since he's whistling  to some song I don't know as he dances while cooking. "Chicken carbonara" He says turning to me in a playful and perfect spin. His mood is so cheerful. Wow!  "You're so happy. What happened?" I ask as I take a glass and fill it with water."Why?  Can't I be happy too?" He asks with fake shock. I roll my eyes.  "Spill H. You made me so curious." "What do you think?" I think of Amelia and my eyes widen suddenly. "She said yes?" Obviously she did. Harry had been so worried that Amelia wouldn't want to date him. But with the look they both had, I was sure she was hoping to. I hug Harry tightly to congratulate him. It's been two weeks since I was introduced to her and since Harry seems so happy, I'm happy. At least he's got something going on for him. Not that I don't want it to.  

"I've eaten so much chocolates. This isn't healthy." I complain to Amelia as I open another bar. Harry bought a box of chocolate after losing a bet on COD. I promised I would one day beat him after him always winning and taunting me. When we had our throwbacks we talked about it and I challenged him. And now, I'm enjoying my victory with his girlfriend.  "I have to go to work in an hour." Amelia groans. I laugh at her as she gets her things and leaves me. Alone. Being alone isn't good for me since I think about unnecessary things and one of them being an engaged man. Going to C and S had helped me. I wasn't so bored and so idle. "What to do. What to do." I wonder as I head to my room to look for something to read but my steps are halted by the doorbell.  I ignore the many questions that have started forming in my head. "Not Sydney. Not Sydney. Not Sy... " "Sydney Kings!" His face holds no emotion. He is in his

Since the talk with Sydney I've been spacing out a lot even when I'm talking to Harry.  "I can't believe you're now keeping secrets from me B. Yeah I respect there yours to keep but what happened to telling each other everything?" Harry starts his daily rants. I roll my eyes.  "I've told you Harry, I can't tell you and for a record I'm not entitled to tell you every goddamn thing. Just let it be." I made a promise to Sydney and I can't break it. He made me swear to never tell this even to Harry. Besides telling him would also be risking his life. I can't do that to him.  "You've not been yourself these past week since you left with that Kings man." I start laughing. Harry doesn't like Sydney and has been calling him all sorts of names that come to his mind. "Just tell me what happened. I don't trust him." I take a glass of water and take a large gulp. This talk and not telling Harry le

"Focus on the target Isabella." "Well if you stop breathing next to my ear maybe I'll get it this time." Sydney is standing directly behind me and to say I'm not even slightly affected would be a total lie. I try to shoot the target but I miss it by a few inches and I groan in frustration. "We can still come back tomorrow. You shouldn't strain." I nod but try once again but the same thing happens. I've forced Sydney to teach me how to shoot. I know some self defense that I learnt when my kidnapper threatened to come back for me when he went to jail and since I'm pregnant, I can't get involved with such vigorous activity and so I decided to shoot. It took a lot of persuasion to convince Sydney and now here I am after an hour of training at the back of the cottage. "Are you hungry? I can fix you something to eat." Sydney says as he heads to the kitchen. It's been four days since I came to this place and Sydney decided to come live he