Nancy's POV
Lying in bed for the past three days, I've become intimately acquainted with the sun's gentle caress filtering through my room. Honestly, I feel like a storm is raging within me, and the magnitude of emotions is overwhelming. Terrified doesn't even begin to cover it.
The ceaseless chatter about disposing of this precious life within me has mercifully hushed, a welcome reprieve. Yet, the need for a permanent solution looms, casting a shadow over my every waking moment. How long can I cling to this delicate equilibrium? I'm not ready to relinquish the life growing inside me, and I'm certainly not prepared to abandon my family once again.
Throughout these tumultuous days, Baby and the girls, like an impenetrable fortress, have surrounded me. Their protective presence fills the room, and though today might show a facade of normalcy, it's merely a mirage. Anyone witnessing me now would recoil in fear.
