The next day came too fast.
Elena stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the loose gown that fell softly over her growing belly. The fabric hid everything, but her hand still rested there, protective, instinctive.
Her phone buzzed.
Meeting with the boss. 9:00 a.m.
Her heart skipped.
The boss?
She checked the time and cursed under her breath. She hadn't eaten. No breakfast, no tea—nothing. There was no time.
She grabbed her bag and rushed out.
Alex had already left early. He'd said something about a business issue he needed to look into. The house had been quiet when she woke up.
Outside, the city was already alive.
She waved down a cab and gave the address of the office. The ride felt longer than usual. Her fingers tapped lightly against her thigh, nerves creeping in.
At the building, she stepped inside and almost collided with someone.
"Hi!"
Elena looked up—and smiled.
It was the woman from the hospital.
"Nora" Elena said softly. "I told you we'd meet again."
