My fiancé ran away, I married his father
Luna remarked, admiring her friend’s strength and determination.
“I’m doing great, but… tell me, how have you managed to hide almost five months of pregnancy?” Hanna asked, catching Luna off guard.
At the same time, Hanna’s gaze lowered, noticing Luna’s rounded belly, now approaching her sixth month of pregnancy.
"Heavens... I was so distracted," Luna murmured, surprised by the revelation. "You... is it my brother's?" she asked breathlessly, her eyes wide with shock.
"This baby is mine," Hanna said firmly, her gaze locked on Luna. "If Morgan doesn’t want a child, he won’t have one. End of story. But I’m not talking about me right now; I’m talking about you."
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