The air outside the club was a bit chilly.
Norris Moore took out her sunglasses from her bag, put them on, and then walked down the street carrying her bag.
It was still early, and the streets were bustling. There were seven or eight-year-old boys running around in the crowd with their cartoon balloons, laughing and playing. Norris softly cradled her stomach as she walked to the edge of the sidewalk.
Her belly was already showing signs of pregnancy, after all, she was already almost five months along. Even though she was slim, wearing a loose skirt still made her look slender.
The child was healthy, and the situation had stabilized. She had maintained a relaxed and happy mood, and her depression hadn't relapsed.
It seemed like everything was moving in a positive direction.
Then Trenton Smith broke up with her.
