I touched my slightly bulging belly and burst into tears suddenly.
"My baby is still there. Could it be a dream?"
I remembered that she had been thrown into a trash can.
In the third month of my pregnancy, Giana suddenly suggested taking me to a private hospital where Paisley worked for a prenatal examination.
She even helped me make an appointment with the best gynecologist.
I was a little uncomfortable, facing Giana's enthusiasm.
Because of the stillbirth of my first child, I had always been ill at ease in my heart. I couldn't get close to Giana.
Although Henry said it was just an accident, I still couldn't get over it.
It wasn't until my second pregnancy that everything started to improve.
Henry said that when Giana fell down the stairs while holding our daughter, she got seriously injured as well due to low blood sugar levels.
It took a long time for her to recover.
Later, I was pregnant with our second child. Giana was happier than anyone else.
Giana tried several times to find a good gynecologist for me. By giving money and gifts, she finally made an appointment with the best one.
Henry said that Giana was trying to make up for her previous mistakes.