Bittersweet because all of this was not real.
An illusion of moving into the house with your beloved as you live together as a family.
It was temporary.
It was all fake.
Sayuri sighed, feeling melancholy all over again.
She subconsciously touched her stomach, thinking that she was doing all of this for her baby. No matter what, her baby was innocent in all of this and deserved a father by his (or her) side during their growing up years.
She would not deprive him of this.
She nodded resolutely.
For as long as is needed, her child would grow up in a loving home, with both parents and no one can interfere. Once her child was old enough, she will leave this loveless arrangement and find her own path.
She could do this.
A mother would do anything for her child.
