The garden was a sanctuary, a haven of peace positioned behind the Alfonzo estate.
It had become my favorite place to escape the bustle of the household, especially as the months passed and my belly grew heavier with the life Bruno and I had created.
Today was no different.
The sun bathed the lush greenery in golden light, and the soft breeze carried the scent of blooming roses and lavender.
I sat on a comfortable garden chair, my hands resting on my swollen belly, watching the gentle sway of the flowers.
A calm contentment settled over me, the kind I never thought I would experience.
"Maria!" Marcy's cheerful voice broke through my thoughts.
I looked up to see her walking toward me, her face beaming with excitement.
She had been my rock during these past months, her support unwavering as Bruno and I rebuilt our lives.
