Chapter 30

Three months.

It had been three months since I had discovered I was pregnant, three months since I had last heard from Harry, three months since my life had had some semblance of meaning. My thoughts were going haywire, I didn’t know what to make of anything anymore.

Sometimes it felt like I had imagined everything. Like me moving to this city, meeting a crime boss disguised as my boss, and having some kind of whirlwind romance with him was just a figment of my overly active imagination. But then, I looked at my rapidly growing belly, and a wave of nausea hit, and I knew that none of this was fabricated.

I was yet to tell my mother. I didn’t know what to tell her or how to announce the news. ‘Mom, I’m pregnant, but I don’t know where the father is?’ I knew she would be supportive, but there were certain things that would never be easy to explain to parents, especially mom, who had raised me singlehandedly and had made it clear that she never wanted me to end up in