Elena’s POV
I was sitting on the couch, staring at my laptop screen. The job application form blurred in front of me. I had been trying to focus for the last hour but my mind kept drifting back to the hospital, to the way Damien had looked at me when I told him the truth. The pain in his eyes. The way he stormed out. It all hurt more than I wanted to admit.
Sofia was in the kitchen making tea. “You have been quiet all day,” she said. “Still thinking about the baby? Or Damien?”
“Both,” I said softly. “And Alex. And everything. It feels like too much sometimes.”
Sofia brought me a cup of tea and sat beside me. “It is a lot. But you are handling it. You are strong. You always have been.”
The knock on the door made us both jump. Sofia stood up. “I will check.”
I stayed on the couch. My b
