C85 Epilogue 3

Dalia's POV

I waddled down the stairs of the mansion, going for the kitchen.

Yes waddled.

I was pregnant.

Finding out was hard, telling Vittore was harder because he'd shut me out for a few weeks after I'd told him. Neither of us was ready for a child and I blamed him.

'My pullout game is strong' he said.

Well it really wasn't.

He was scared of having a child