Chapter 33

• Emilia’s POV
• When you are happy and contented, time seems to sprout wings. It flies at the speed of light, slipping through your fingers like a handful of sand. The tighter you hold, the quicker it slips through the gaps of your fingers.
• The last five months of my pregnancy passed in a similar fashion. I was pampered and spoiled by both Nivaan and Kiara. They didn’t let me do anything. Kiara cooked my favorite dishes and Nivaan fed me with his own hands.