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For a moment I had to look away, toward the window, because the ache in my chest was too sharp, pride and fear and something deeper, something like grief for all the years I had carried this alone. “Mom,” she said softly. “Give me a second,” I whispered. She gave it to me, patient as always. When I finally met her eyes again, those steady grey ones that had been reading me since she was four, I felt exposed and seen. “It’s good,” she said. Not asking. Just assessing the way she did. “It’s extraordinary,” I told her, voice rough. “I wasn’t sure about the third paragraph,” she added. “The third paragraph is the best one,” I said, meaning it.

"The bankrupt, desperate man who just lost his company and has been drinking for weeks? Or the pregnant woman with bruises on her neck and a bleeding brother trying to protect her?" "You’re a monster," I whispered, blood dripping from my chin onto the rug. "I’m a mother," she said, stroking her stomach. "And I’m getting what’s mine."

One evening, as I sat at the small kitchen table in my new apartment, Thomas placed a hand on my shoulder. “You don’t have to do this alone, you know,” he said softly. I swallowed hard, my fingers instinctively brushing over my growing stomach. “I don’t have a choice.” He sighed. “Maybe. But that doesn’t mean you can’t have help.” I met his gaze, something warm blooming in my chest. Maybe… just maybe, I didn’t have to keep running forever. That night, as I lay in bed, my hand rested on my stomach. A life was growing inside me.

The indifferent and serious expression, the sharp and handsome features, everything looked exactly like himself! Could it be? Was this the real reason Mom had been reluctant to find a boyfriend? Did she actually have a connection with his potential dad? Wythe nodded, affirming his thoughts. It must be! Wasn't this how it always happened in TV dramas? Two people separated due to misunderstandings, and after the separation, the woman discovered she was pregnant, then gave birth to the child alone in a foreign land. In reality, her heart still held onto that man! In an instant, Wythe imagined a grand drama! At the same time, excitement ignited in his eyes. Haha, Mom had found his dad!

their mother began, her tone nostalgic, “when I was pregnant with Rome, I was exactly like this— weak all the time, no appetite, no energy, no interest in anything but sleep. I was constantly down. Your father had to attend a week-long conference in Davao. I didn’t even know I was pregnant yet, but I could feel something was different. When he left, it was like I shut down. I was sad, I had no drive, and I snapped at everyone I saw. All I could think about was him. It felt like he’d taken a piece of my soul with him.” She smiled dreamily, clearly reliving the memory. Rome and Connie exchanged glances at the expression on their mother’s face. She looked completely transported— like a teenager

Chapter 12 I inhaled softly, slowly getting what the dream was all about. I think the short sentence for it is * I shouldn't give up *. Mom had warned me about the stress she went through as a single mother, and she doesn't want me to be one. She doesn't want my baby to be with a different father or mother, and it seems my baby doesn't want it too. So I shouldn't want it. I got off my bed, and headed straight to the bathroom, for some weird reasons, I just wanted to stay under the shower for as long as I can.

**** Author's note If you are here to read Pregnant for the bully, welcome. Okay, this is a note for sensitive readers. This book is a dark romance, it has sexual themes, and verbal abuse. This book is entirely fiction. Abuse, either sexual, physical or verbal is a very real thing in our world. I do NOT condone any behavior of such, nor do I think it's okay. This is purely fiction once again.

Rhea was trying her very best to keep her mind off the paparazzi and how they had managed to find out every single detail of her life, because of that and sheer boredom, she had begun to explore Jason's house and found out that he had a library. It was really nothing special, just a normal spacious room in the big house that housed numerous books, the books ranged from architecture to romance, what surprised her was the fact that there was a section on pregnancy, he had pregnancy books. As soon as she started reading the first one, she fell in love, she began to learn so much about the baby in her womb, the book said that the baby could hear her and so she started reading bed time stories to

Author's Message To my dearest readers, As I write this message, my heart is overflowing with so much emotion, gratitude, pride, hope, and most of all, love. Finishing From Single Mom to the Billionaire’s Queen: Aleira Tan feels like closing a chapter not just in this novel, but in a deeply personal part of my life. This story is more than fiction, it’s a reflection of my own journey, and through Aleira’s voice, I was finally able to share a piece of myself with the world.

Skyler Jefferson lived in a medium apartment on the eastern coast of A city. She lived there alone. Her mother would always nag her to get herself a boyfriend but there hasn’t been any man that pleased her eyes, at least not romantically. It wasn’t that she was ugly appearance-wise, no she wasn’t. Skyler was beautiful, with shoulder-length honey brown hair, mesmerizing grey eyes, and hearty lips, she would easily get anyone, only that she wasn’t interested.