Nyx's pov
The cool spring wind swept across the length of my gown as I left the cemetery walking away from my favourite tomb stone, I tried to walk as fast as my swollen legs could carry me with my hands atop my baby bump like it was going to fall if I didn't hold it.
I walked through the gates, the cool breeze caressed my skin and scattered some of my blonde locs. I squinted at the glaring sunlight while running my fingers through my hair, my eyes out searching for the person I had come with.
He wasn't here and I was infuriated. This pregnancy had come with me getting angry at every thing and any little thing that didn't even warrant a reaction, I couldn't control it. The hormones were acting out and I had no control over them.
I had told him to wait here while I went inside cause I
