C55 Four weeks.

3 months later -

"I can't do this anymore Jake, I really can't!" I yell, slamming my phone down onto the dressing table. I sigh heavily, tears brimming my eyes.

"Emily, we can easily fix this." Jake responds casually, coming up behind me to wrap his arms around my stomach. His large hands feel around my bump, fingers stroking the skin.

"I don't see how this will get any better Jake." I sigh