Chapter 152 The Contract

Leah stood by the window, bathed in the warm amber glow of the evening sun. A gentle breeze stirred the curtains as her fingers drifted over the slight swell of her belly. Two and a half months — it still felt unreal. She had once believed love and safety were things meant for others, not for a girl like her, not after growing up with cruelty disguised as family. Her mother’s indifference, her father's bitterness, and her brother’s hatred had left scars she thought would never fade.