As the final plans came together, i felt an almost surreal calm settling over me. We have been making plans and canceling because of Vanessa's threats each time we tried to reach the D-day of the final showdown with her. The looming fear and anxiety had been replaced by a sense of purpose. This wasn't just about fighting Vanessa; it was about reclaiming my life, my family's honor, and the future i wanted to build with Michael.
I excused myself for a moment, stepping outside to take a deep breath. The cool evening air filled my lungs, grounding me. I placed a hand on my belly, feeling a small flutter in response. A smile touched my lips. Our baby, my baby—my constant reminder of hope, resilience, and the future we were fighting for.
Michael joined me on the terrace, slipping an arm around my waist. "I know this hasn't been easy on you. None of this has."
