SYDNEY'S POV BEEPBEEPBEEP The only sound in Isabella's room.  Its been five hours since I was allowed to see her. I take her hand and look at her. She seems so fragile. So small. All this because I couldn't take care of her. Because I told her she could come with me to the office. Because I broke up with Bianca. Because I can't get out of the mafia. Because I... Because I got her pregnant. She's here because of me.  Bringing Isabella into my life was a huge mistake. A mistake that I don't regret. I look at her face and remember the day she came for the interview and bumped into me. She looked so fierce and even though that Martha had tried to degrade her during the interview she stood up for herself. She looked so fragile but fierce at the same time. I was intrigued.  I place my palm on her bump. Something I've always wanted to do since I discovered

It's a month since I heard from Sydney. A month since I started despising that manipulative man. A month since I experienced something close to a heartbreak. I don't know if I should call it a heartbreak since I can't say I loved Sydney but my heart was broken. I felt betrayed. I felt used. Sometimes I miss him but I have to move on. I accepted my baby won't have the picture perfect family for him. Yeah, I'm having a boy. A boy I would call mine.  Harry's bedroom door opens and a sleepy Amelia comes out. She looks tired in the morning and I try as much not to think why. She's dressed in short pajama shorts and a matching top written on 'NIGHTY NIGHTY'. She looks cute. What makes me wonder is the chocker on her neck. Why would she sleep with it. It has red rubies on it and a word I can't read engraved on it. Okay! It looks so beautiful though.  "Morning. Coffee." She mumbles and heads towards the coffee maker.  

"According to the tests we did two days ago, your mother is physically, emotionally and mentally stable to be able to be back home in two weeks. We have reduced her dosage to a minimal so we will have to observe how she reacts to them for a couple of weeks and if it's a positive change, she'll be going with you." Doctor Maxwell Norman has been on my mother's case and has updated me since I learnt about her.  My uncle, Jason, let out a shaky breath. I glance at him and see he has a large smile on his face. It's been long since I last saw him and to say I missed my uncle JJ is an understatement.  "I've waited for this talk for years. My sister is getting better. Thanks to you Bella." I smile at him and take his hands into mine.  "She was never meant to be here." I say in a small voice as I tear up. Pregnancy hormones! Or maybe it's because I just realized I'm going to have my mom next to me with no limitatio

Spending some time alone in my room made me realize how I always meet up with Sydney and end up getting mad at him then storm out. It's always a circle with him. I start laughing at the scenarios. I love being pregnant. I mean, I never got any drama (apart from my kidnappers) in my life until now and I get to practice the pregnant hormones with Sydney. The cold billionaire who got me pregnant with a son I can't wait to meet. I rub my tummy and start humming for a minute until I hear a knock. Harry comes in and sits on my bed next to me."Hey." He starts."Hey."He scoots closer to me and engulfs me in a hug. "Amelia told me you seemed upset earlier." He kisses my forehead. "I'm always here for you, you know that?" I nod and relax in his arms. "Do you want to talk about it?"I think about his question. I can make it seem like it's about me."How do you know you love someone?" I ask Harry. I

SYDNEY'S POV "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." I kiss the back of her hand. "I've put you into so much danger so many times and for that I'm sorry. I don't know how you'll take this but I have to leave. We might meet again in future and I really don't know what to think about that. I wish I could tell you you're the best thing that has happened to me so far and I'm sorry because I tried to get you involved with my life for selfish reasons." I kiss her forehead. I place my palm on her tummy and wish for the same feeling. I wait for a minute but nothing happens. I guess I wish for things too much. "I'll miss you. Goodbye Izzy." I kiss her forehead once again. I look at her face trying to memorize everything. Out of compulsion, I kiss the side of her lips.  The memory has been engrained into my mind. Isabella is asking what I said to her but I'm not ready to confess to her. Today everything went well but what if Bianca hurt her or the baby? I wou