40. Deborah

I stood up from the bed where I had been lazing all morning since Michael had left for work. Looking around, I was as ecstatic as I was, the first night I slept over at Michael's, even though while we dated I've never been to his villa but this pregnancy has brought me better than I could ever imagine. I stroll out of the room which was adjacent to Michael's, I still don't understand why he doesn't want me in his room. I'm going to be his wife for crying out loud. I tried to open the door, but as usual it was locked. Glaring, I walked away from the room and descended the stairs as I went into the kitchen for my morning routine which consisted of eating breakfast and watching television. Being the fiance of a business tycoon, I don't have to work, which I'm glad of. "Good morning, Miss Melton," Emma greeted me, she was bent over the cupboard searching for my favorite tea cup. "What's so good about this morning, Emma? How many times have I told you to refer