“No.” Melanie snapped without hesitation.
Yvonne glanced at her. Melanie looked at her belly and said in a voice only she could hear, “It has nothing to do with him.”
This happened too abruptly, and Yvonne could not think of a better way to resolve this matter. All she
could do was drive Melanie back home.
However, as they got into the car, Melanie said, “Can you please send me back to the northern area?”
Yvonne wanted to say something but gave in and drove to the northern part of the city.
Melanie stopped Yvonne from sending her to her house door. She walked back slowly instead. All she needed at the moment was time alone to think.
Other than being a little bewildered, she was also anxious.
However, that was only when she knew about her pregnancy.
She had nothing to do with Eugene yet was pregnant with his baby.
Melanie caressed her belly and felt complicated emotions surging in her.
It was a sleepless night for Melanie. She sat in her room with the toys her grandpa had made for her as a kid that she had taken out.
Some were woven with thread, and some were carved from wood. Albert made them for her. Each of
them!
The toys around her made her feel like Alberts was still making new toys for her by her side.
